Kenny G. reading at President Obama’s”A Celebration of American Poetry” at the White House on May 11, 2011. “Do not attempt to adjust the picture. We are controlling transmission.“ |
I really don’t have notebook entries for this week because I’ve been working on a new class for University of Denver’s University College, a “special topics” course on the poetic image. It’s great fun, but like all online classes, especially new ones, the pre-planning is tough. I’m using David Abram’s The Spell of the Sensuous and Gaston Bachelard’s The Poetics of Space, along with essays on a new line of thinking in cognitive science called “blending,” which I’m excited about because it’s a principle that can help readers read and writers write. (I think! We’ll see.) Blending is especially useful because it explains why we can dismiss “uncreative writing” and various other plagiaristic aesthticons being perpetrated by faux avant-gardists between jaunts to White House soirées. Among the many folks working on blending, a leading light seems to be Mark Turner, whose ideas I’m using, possibly in ways he would not approve. Turner delivers a good overview presentation here, for Birders who are interested, though the quality of the video isn’t terrific; he also has gold-mine of Web site here.
My favorite part of all this, though, has been assembling my own mini-anthology of poems and prose pieces selected and structured to parallel Bachelard’s content and structure in The Poetics of Space. Just for grins, here’s a list of poets and prose writers I’ve included, in order of appearance (like actors in my own little movie): Poe, Merwin, Larkin, Neruda, Ruth Stone, Mirabai, Virginia Woolf, Ritsos, Bly, Stevens, Yvan Goll, Cavafy, Edward Thomas, Yeats, Frost, Isabella Gardner, Francis Ponge, Guillevic, Ted Kooser, Kay Ryan, Richard Grossman, Roethke, Issa, Baudelaire, Roberto Bolaño, Annie Dillard, William Stafford, Yehuda Amichai, Wallace Stevens, David Woo, Joseph Heller, Barry Spacks, Tranströmer, Nabokov, Tsering Wangmo Dhompa, Margaret Atwood, and William Carlos Williams.
Bachelard is one trajectory, Abram another, Turner a third. The class will be like a Cornell box—a different reality at every peephole!<br /><br />Ah, Stafford. A genuine human being and a quietly ferocious poet. I miss him!
thanks to Conrad<br />last year I "discovered" Gaston Bachelard<br />via his Earth and Reveries of Will and (his)<br />The Poetics of Reveries<br />(and then? Blanchot's The Space of Literature<br /><br />as i was 'reading in' (the translationings of their works<br />I could follow <br /> connecting the "dots" , so to speak..<br /><br /