Hi Stephen,
I was 25 when I gave my last reading so not forty years, actually, but too
close for comfort!
Thanks so much for coming to the bookstore last night. It went well, I
thought -- surprisingly so.
That's an amazing shot of the Obama poster on your blog. I don't want to say
it's pretty devastating but it does sum up our worries.
Have a good trip, wherever you're going, and thanks again,
Rachel
http://ahsahtapress.boisestate.edu/books/loden/loden.htm
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From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
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Sent: Thursday, August 06, 2009 9:24 AM
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Subject: Re: Dementia and lyric poetry
Thanks for the mention of my mom 's poems, Alison. (She is still with us, by
the way!). Yes, there are multiple entries on my blog. Easiest access is to
probably keyword Google, "Stephen Vincent mother blog" or some such. I wish
I could chime in here more. Three review deadlines leaving town on Tuesday
for a week. So hardly a moment to peep. I will keep looking in on the
discussion.
With luck I will see Rachel Loden read her poems this evening at one of San
Francisco's public libraries. A first reading for her in 40 years! I am
sure that if they turn out the lights she will no doubt glow in the dark!
Good luck Rachel!
Stephen
--- On Thu, 8/6/09, Alison Croggon <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
From: Alison Croggon <[log in to unmask]>
Subject: Re: Dementia and lyric poetry
To: [log in to unmask]
Date: Thursday, August 6, 2009, 5:19 AM
Stephen Vincent has published some lovely poems created with his
mother on his blog. Stephen?
On Thu, Aug 6, 2009 at 9:33 PM, Dominic Fox<[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Chris Jones wrote:
>>
>> Dementia, not something you can know unless you have it and still you
>> cannot know.
>
> There's often a penumbra of known (or partly-known) unknowns around the
> unknown unknowns: "I have lost my front-door keys", or "I have forgotten
> where I live". One chap in a nursing home I visited once insisted he was
> going home soon, but could not say where that was except that it was
outside
> somewhere. The sense of home, and of not being in it, still very strong in
> him, poor bugger.
>
> Dementia sometimes gives way to brief episodes of lucidity, which I gather
> can be very distressing (perhaps like encountering oneself as another not
> knowing). Lyric poetry as a kind of lucid episode?
>
> Dominic
>
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