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D. A. Powell Responds to Occupy Wall Street
THE GREAT UNRESTby D. A. Powell When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’ The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn. (Job 7:4) You’d think, bedraggled as I am by the illness of my age,I’d be able to lounge a little. That I’d shut out the noise, as others do,and I would sigh and sleep. Let me eat Tootsie Pops, I’d think. Let me lay in the moonlightand grow the opposite of babyfat. Lie, I mean. Let me lie. I have had to wrestle with grammarall my life.Read More
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Notley…? I’m Afraid Not.
I’ve tried off and on for years to enjoy Alice Notley‘s poetry. (It comes highly recommended by poets I admire—Rae Armantrout, Andrei Codrescu, Anne Waldman and others. I’ve tried to find it interesting on a basic level and I’ve looked for reasons to think it profound. In fact, I snapped up a copy of her Grave of Light: New and Selected Poems, 1970-2005 in the hope that an extensive but judiciously chosen overview of her work would make her (in some quarters) iconic status understandable.Alas.Read More
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Oratory vs. Conversation
Thanks to Andrew Shields for his post dealing with Elizabeth Alexander and the question of the oratorical vs. what I would call the conversational style of reading aloud most poets use. No one programmatically teaches poets to read this way, I think, but the style is certainly entrenched. Only “performance poets” dissent from it—although Naropa preserves Ginsberg’s exalted hipster oratory in the supercharged person of Anne Waldman. Note also Andrew’s link to a thoughtful, humane post by Reb Livingston…. Here, by the way, is Alexander’s poem with the correct lineation.Read More