Tuesday, October 28, 2008

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IBPC: Poetry & Poets in Rags

A very interesting week. The articles and poetry are superb.

John Mark Eberhart, the book review editor at The Kansas City Star, has been a Great Regular for a few years. His wife Sherri passed away on October 13th. In the Great Regulars section, there is a link to an article he wrote about her. Stop by his blog Parachute.

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News at Eleven: In Mr. [Wendell] Berry's construction,

the Industrial is rational, the Agrarian is sympathetic. As he wrote in a 2002 essay, "Two Minds":

The Sympathetic Mind leaves the world whole, or it attempts always to do so. It looks upon people and other creatures as whole beings. It does not parcel them out into functions and uses. The Rational Mind, by contrast, has rested its work for a long time on the proposition that all creatures are machines. This works as a sort of strainer to eliminate impurities such as affection, familiarity and loyalty from the pursuit of knowledge, power and profit.

Interesting, perhaps--but what does that have to do with our current challenges? And how could Mr. Berry's agrarianism improve our lot?

from Dallas Morning News: Wendell Berry's time is now


News at Eleven: [Robert] Lowell, the greatest poet ever

to be descended from the high Wasp line, never too far from Boston and New York, should have been at home in the world; and yet he was restless, almost vertiginous in his sometimes self-destructive energies. [Elizabeth] Bishop equated that dangerous energy with his life. Here are the final stanzas of "North Haven":

Years ago, you told me it was here
(in 1932?) you first "discovered girls"
and learned to sail, and learned to kiss.
You had "such fun," you said, that classic summer.
("Fun"--it always seemed to leave you at a loss. . . )

from The New Yorker: Works on Paper: The letters of Elizabeth Bishop and Robert Lowell


News at Eleven: What it certainly establishes is

the importance to [John] Ashbery's career of his nine-year stay in Paris in the 1950s, when he lived with [Pierre] Martory and discovered the richness of modern French poetry. His fluid translations sound at times like a "lite" version of his own verse--which in his introduction he claims was something of a surprise: "I started to find echoes of his work in mine . . . though I hope I haven't stolen anything."

from The Guardian: With eyes wide shut


News at Eleven: It is surprising then that 18-year-old Imogen Halstead,

of Northampton, won first place in the open category of this year's competition, and more so, that she triumphed with Amores I.I, by Ovid, which Jo Balmer, a judge, described as containing "notoriously difficult metrical, mythological and literary in-jokes". Indeed, the central joke of the poem relies on the audience's knowledge that epic Latin poetry was written in heavy, dactylic hexameter and love poetry in snappier, elegiac couplets.

from The Times: An 18-year-old wins the prestigious Times Stephen Spender Prize for poetry in translation


News at Eleven: From more than 3,000 poems entered

for this year's competition, the judges--Mick Imlah, the Poetry editor of the TLS, and Alice Quinn, Executive Director of the Poetry Society of America and formerly Poetry editor of the New Yorker--have chosen a shortlist of twelve pieces, printed in random sequence below, from which readers are invited to select the winning poems. Those wishing to take part in the judging process should vote by December 5.

from Times Literary Supplement: TLS Poetry Competition 2008


News at Eleven: One Drop of Honey

Hovhanness Toumanian.

In his village on a hilltop,

from The Armenian Reporter: One Drop of Honey
also The Armenian Reporter: The moral of Toumanian's poem


News at Eleven: Next week, she [Suzanne Steele] gets as close

to Afghanistan as you can without leaving this country, as she moves to a second base, CFB Wainwright in eastern Alberta, where soldiers carry out training in simulated Afghan villages, complete with Pashto-speaking actors posing as suicide bombers attacking the troops.

Then, some time in the New Year, she's off to see the real thing, deployed to Afghanistan with soldiers of the Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry, both at Kandahar Air Field and at strategic bases deep in the hostile countryside.

from The Hook: Meet Canada's Official War Poet
also War Poet: War Poet BBC Interview


News at Eleven: In her last poem, "Tragedy,"

dated Dec. 23, 1941, the Romanian teen-ager wrote:

This is the hardest: to give yourself away
and then to see that no one needs you,
to give all of yourself and realize
you'll fade like smoke and leave no trace.

Selma [Meerbaum-Eisinger] died a year later of typhus in a Nazi labor camp, but her handwritten album of poetry survived--passed between the hands of Selma's friends across Europe before ending up in Israel.

from Duke News: Duke Anthropologist Translates Poems Lost During Holocaust


News at Eleven: [Sakit] Zahidov told the chief that

he had just had his head shaved a day before at the medical treatment facility and it was not necessary to do this again. However, [Alizaman] Guliyev did not agree. He proceeded, with his colleagues, to shave Zahidov's head and also beat Zahidov, landing blows to the journalist's kidneys and stomach.

IRFS believes this is evidence of the repression against Zahidov because of the satirical poems he continues to write.

from IFEX: Journalist beaten in prison, prevented from completing medical treatment


News at Eleven: The award will be presented in-absentia

to Zarganar, an honorary member of PEN for 15 years, at a ceremony tonight in Toronto.

Of the several poems of Zarganar's posted on the PEN Canada website, is the following:

Don't Wake Him Up

When will the door finally click open?
They won't let me know. Never mind
As long as my heart still beats,
I'll be free some day.
Every door has two directions
In and out. Every coin has two sides
Heads follow tails. So,
Thanks to the law of averages
I can set my homesick mind at rest.

from Mizzima: Imprisoned comedian-poet honored by rights group


News at Eleven (Back Page): As a boy, [Dylan] Thomas would look out

of his bedroom window at the sweep of Swansea Bay and play in the nearby Cwmdonkin Park.

"It was in his formative years that he wrote everything that was eventually published because he regurgitated in later life, so this is where it all started," said Mr [Geoff] Haden.

He and his wife Anne have spent a labour of love restoring the house which had been used as bedsit accommodation.

from BBC News: Poet's restored birthplace opens
also BBC News: Dylan Thomas' home opens


Great Regulars: "Lament for the Scribblers" praises writers

who maintain their voice late in life, while "Maureen" Duffy vigorously responds to the perplexity of old age--"But how can that be when I'm reading Goethe/for the first time and this morning, leaving you,/I drove between hills sugared with rime."

from Charles Bainbridge: The Guardian: Family Values


Great Regulars: It is too easy when writing about

one's memories to slip into dead-end nostalgia. Poet Nancy Powers of Clayton avoids this pitfall by building a poem on solid details. In other words, it builds on these details without giving them a sugar-coated aura.

from Walter Bargen: The Post-Dispatch: Missouri poets: Nancy Powers


Great Regulars: I know this column usually

is about books. But each life is a book, too. Sometimes, as in Sherri's case, the book is too short. But I've read some great short novels. Her story, which inspired so many, was the length it needed to be.

Thank you for caring about Sherri. I am honored to have been her husband. I am privileged to have such compassionate readers of my work.

from John Mark Eberhart: The Kansas City Star: Her life is a story too short


By John Mark Eberhart

Jude had a daughter who lived.

from John Mark Eberhart: Parachute: 'Commoner'


Great Regulars: Here the reader encounters the first

disadvantage of the concept of loose musing. The speaker has claimed to be alone, but if she was left home to baby-sit, she would be accompanied by the child with whom she is sitting.

The speaker then reports that she makes a concoction of "vanilla ice-cream," "grapejuice," and "ginger ale" and then listens to the "big-band sound" of "Glenn Miller."

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Atwood's "In the Secular Night"


But because of the wonderful birdsong, he could not quite shake the notion that even though he was unable to perceive it, he suspected, "there trembled through/His happy good-night air/Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew/And I was unaware."

Unlike Frost's speaker, for whom the crow's dust of snow saved from his bad mood, this speaker will, no doubt, remain ignorant of the joy that filled this thrush, and therefore, will retain his gloom and melancholy.

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Hardy's "The Darkling Thrush"


The speaker then denigrates her humanity by comparing herself to "a means, a stage, a cow in calf." She is just the medium through which a new life enters the world, and she feels no more advanced than any other gestating mammal; thus, she calls herself a cow.

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Plath's "Metaphors"


The mirror then reports what is does habitually: it reflects the "pink, with speckles" on the "opposite wall." It claims that it has stared at that wall for a long time, so much so that the wall "is part of my heart." Odd that the mirror, which is so objective and unfeeling, has a heart, but the reader will accept that a heart for a mirror functions somewhat differently from that of the subjective and feeling human being.

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Plath's "Mirror"


Did my great poems, which were destined to uplift your reputation, come from the decaying ideas that fertilized the barren soil of my mind until they were able to grow? Or was my soul given its talent to handle spirituality that caused me to die to all things physical?

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Shakespeare Sonnet 86


In the third quatrain, the speaker draws back a bit and notes that the Muse probably gave him a store of her inspiration not realizing her own worth at the time. Then when she finally realized her value, she decided to take it back. She judged it better to refrain from inspiring the speaker further.

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Shakespeare Sonnet 87


The speaker rebukes the "lazy day" and commands it, "Forsake thy sleep/"O lazy day!" He tells the day to open itself to all possibilities that are given to it by its mere existence. He instructs the day to open just as fully as the rosebud has done; open "To chase my gathered gloom away!"

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Yogananda's "'Tis All Unknown"


Great Regulars: Believe that a power greater

than yourself can restore you to Billy Collins: the court. Begin devising a plot to ruin his marriage. Plant masculine underpants in his wife's purse. Steal her keys and cell phone, making her late for dinner without a good excuse. Breed mistrust until the marriage falls apart.

from Kristen Hoggart: Ask a Poet: Political License


Great Regulars: Real life has enough horror

without adding ghouls and ghosts to the mix. Here's a scary fact you'll want to know about Paul Guest: At the age of 12, he was permanently paralyzed in a bike accident. That's the least interesting aspect of his work, but it did produce this startler, "User's Guide to Physical Debilitation," from a forthcoming book of his poems:

Should the painful condition of irreversible paralysis

from Mary Karr: The Washington Post: Poet's Choice


Great Regulars: The Dental Hygienist

by Tom C. Hunley

She said "open up,"

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: The Dental Hygienist by Tom C. Hunley


Ocean Drive
by Miriam Levine

Some of us rush from our houses while it's still light

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Ocean Drive by Miriam Levine


The Patience of Ordinary Things
by Pat Schneider

It is a kind of love, is it not?

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: The Patience of Ordinary Things by Pat Schneider


by Charles Simic

I grew up bent over

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Prodigy by Charles Simic


by Christine Rhein

I try to tune out the boom! boom! boom!

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Tuning by Christine Rhein


Welcome Home, Children
by David Shumate

In the early spring I get together with all the people I've been

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Welcome Home, Children by David Shumate


by Jim Daniels

My brother kept

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Wheels by Jim Daniels


Great Regulars: On [Brenda] Shaughnessy goes, leaping

from one bodily dilemma to another. But once you've decided that "Parthenogenesis" is just a darkly humorous catalog of the many ways in which we fool ourselves, she ups the stakes in the last four lines, where she says, in effect, that what we'd all really like to do is destroy ourselves and put a new person in our place who happens to be just like us. This idea of the divided self is not a new one, but Shaughnessy shows there's life in the old story yet.

from David Kirby: The New York Times: Cracking Wise


Great Regulars: I thought that we'd celebrate Halloween

with an appropriate poem, and Iowa poet Dan Lechay's seems just right. The drifting veils of rhyme and meter disclose a ghost, or is it a ghost?

Ghost Villanelle

from Ted Kooser: American Life in Poetry: Column 187


Great Regulars: Mark Roper was born in England in 1951.

He moved to Ireland in 1980 and lives in Tobernabrone, County Kilkenny. His poetic achievement is perhaps built on the poise he has attained between the different traditions of Irish and English nature poetry. Even So is his latest collection, published by Dedalus Press. I know it's a wonderfully wrought collection, having read it from cover to cover so as to write its introduction. Grateful thanks to Pat Boran at Dedalus and Mark Roper for their permission to reproduce Hummingbird here.


from Carol Rumens: The Guardian: theblogbooks: Poem of the week


Great Regulars: CHIN CHIN: A poem for the cat that was

By Felipe de Ortego y Gasca


he is in the earth, asleep, resting in eternal peace.

from Donna Snyder: Newspaper Tree: Tumblewords Poetry: CHIN CHIN: A poem for the cat that was


Great Regulars: The English writer whose imagination

and vocabulary matched the maritime discoveries of the New World was the poet and dramatist William Shakespeare. It is impossible to quantify the relationship between a writer's genius and the development of a language; it is both simple and obvious and yet difficult to define.

But suppose Shakespeare had lived before the age of printing, or suppose his fellow actors had not been able to preserve his place in book form.

from V Sundaram: News Today: Timeless genius of Shakespeare


Great Regulars: And I'm wondering if there's anything

I can do to get the fire lasting longer overnight. Turning the damper down, letting less air into the firebox, seems to risk more smoke (and creosote, perhaps), while leaving it open burns the logs faster. I'm also wondering how well-seasoned, clean and dry my firewood supply is.

Last night, I think I had a pretty good fire going.

from Andrew Varnon: Flash & Yearn: Watching the Fire


Great Regulars: . . . in 1991: George Barker.

O Who Will Speak From a Womb or a Cloud?

Not less light shall the gold and the green lie

from Frank Wilson: Books, Inq.: The Epilogue: A great poet died on this date . . .


[by Frank Wilson]

Still water. Old man

from Frank Wilson: Books, Inq.: The Epilogue: Haiku . . .


. . . Judith [Fitzgerald] has extended her vacation because of odds and ends that continue to demand her attention. So, to make up for her absence, I thought I'd post some of her poems from time to time until she returns. Here is

Elegy Written in a December State of Mind

Four in the morning, unfortunately. December

from Frank Wilson: Books, Inq.: The Epilogue: In absentia . . .


Great Regulars: By 1950, Picasso was an internationally recognized

celebrity. Constantly followed by the media, Picasso secluded himself at his villa in Cannes in southern France where he continued to paint prolifically. Picasso died on April 8, 1973, of a heart attack at his home in France. At the time of his death, his estate was valued at $50 million. His will left his large private art collection to the Louvre Museum in Paris.

from findingDulcinea: Happy Birthday, Pablo Picasso


Great Regulars: The Parting Shot

by Simon Armitage

from The Guardian: The Saturday poem: The Parting Shot by Simon Armitage


Great Regulars: But feeling is not independent of language.

It proceeds through it. My proposal is that feeling is discovered, not articulated, or, at least, that we may begin with feeling but we cannot know its dimensions until it has started its journey through words. Words are, after all, what we work with.

All good poems surprise. Great poems keep surprising for longer, for as long as we can imagine.

from The Guardian: Poetry Workshop: George Szirtes's workshop


Great Regulars: By Kathleen Johnson

A constellation of porch lights

from The Kansas City Star: Between the Lines: 'Halloween,' a poem by Kathleen Johnson


Great Regulars: In this video, William Marcus,

director of the UM Broadcast Media Center, reads his favorite poem by Wendell Berry.

from New West: The Favorite Poem Project: William Marcus


In this video, NewWest.Net Editor in Chief Courtney Lowery discusses her favorite poem.

from New West: The Favorite Poem Project: Courtney Lowery


In this video, Finn Phillips, 8, reads his favorite haikus.

from New West: The Favorite Poem Project: Finn Phillips


Great Regulars: Alba

by W. S. Merwin

from The New Yorker: Poetry: Alba


Great Regulars: [by Ronald Tomanio]

World of Lepers

from Portsmouth Herald News: Poem: World of Lepers


Great Regulars: Schoolchildren in Britain no longer come

across Kipling in class, but Hughes remains a staple of the English teacher hoping to infuse a love of poetry into his or her charges. In his introduction to a short selection of Hughes's poetry, the wonderfully gifted poet Simon Armitage--also a Yorkshireman--remembers the catalytic effect of being given Hughes to read in school:

My own experience as an uninspired and uninspiring secondary school student is one shared by many of the same age group, in the way that Hughes's poems were the first captivating moments in English literature, and were read and described by teachers who could not hide their enthusiasm for the work or their eagerness to share it.

from Powells: Review-A-Day: The Myths of Ted Hughes


Great Regulars: Two writers visited twelve Edinburgh

coffee shops for the sake of their art, were inspired, and wrote up the results in their pamphlet, Edinburgh Coffee Break (Blacklock Press, £5.50). The second poet is Jennifer Alderson; the venue in the poem below is Telford College.

Café Culture

Student sized servings

from The Scotsman: Poem of the Week: Angela Blacklock-Brown


Great Regulars: "Ach, Wien"

By Rita Dove

from Slate: "Ach, Wien" --By Rita Dove


Poetic Obituaries: "It was Barbara and I who sat out

in my 1955 Thunderbird convertible in front of the Fluffy Bundle laundry mat and developed the blueprint for the Shakespeare festival," said Fred C. Adams, Barbara's husband. "From that, she walked every step of the way with me."

The 76-year-old, first lady of Southern Utah theater [Barbara Gaddie Adams] died Wednesday at her home after a five-year battle with kidney failure caused by diabetes.

from The Spectrum: Co-founder of USF, Adams, dies


Poetic Obituaries: [Edwin M. Adams Jr.] also wrote a four-part

series for PBS on the social responsibilities of large corporations.

Usually cast as a congressman, banker, doctor or a priest (seven roles), he appeared in 24 movies. He also wrote poetry, a novel, "Petty Destiny" (2004), and memoirs to be published posthumously.

from The Washington Post: Edwin M. Adams Jr.; Lawyer, Diplomat And Hollywood Actor


Poetic Obituaries: Mr. [Stefan] Alexander had been an artist

from childhood, and enjoyed oil painting and pencil etching. He loved his job and working with children.

"He was quiet and very creative," said his sister, Deanna Alexander. "He loved poetry and was a great writer."

from Staten Island News: Stefan Alexander, 47


Poetic Obituaries: After one year of university studies,

[Tom] Arnett moved to Toronto. There he wrote poetry, edited the East End Express, and managed the Bohemian Embassy, a popular hangout for bright young writers, including Margaret Atwood and Michael Ondaatje.

Arnett published 13 books in total.

from The Barrie Examiner: Local scribe passes away


Poetic Obituaries: [Detroit Police Sgt. David] Cobb, who grew up

on Detroit's west side, played the viola, wrote poems, enjoyed tennis and excelled at mathematics. He was an accomplished boxer, winning a Diamond Glove amateur bout in 1988.

from Detroit Free Press: Murder unresolved after wife's killing, cop's suicide


Poetic Obituaries: [George] Coleman was an Atlanta native

and graduated from Lincoln University of Missouri before returning to Atlanta to join the staff of the Atlanta Daily World.

He wrote poetry, sketched and painted. In 1961, Morris Brown College exhibited sketches he made for one of his poems.

from The Atlanta Journal-Constitution: George Coleman, 86, journalist, historian


Poetic Obituaries: James Gleeson, Australia's foremost surrealist artist,

died at the age of 92. He was also a poet, critic, writer and curator. He played a significant role in the Australian art scene, including serving on the board of the National Gallery of Australia.

Gleeson was born in Sydney where he attended East Sydney Technical College. It was here he was drawn to work of the likes of Salvador Dalí, Giorgio de Chirico and Max Ernst.

from Artdaily.org: Australia's Foremost Surrealist Artist, James Gleeson, Dies


Poetic Obituaries: Onikah Ishmael also read and wrote poetry,

her mother said. "If she was feeling blue, she would write about different colors and how each made her feel," Joy Ishmael said.

from The Independent: Woman, 20, killed in wreck


Poetic obituaries: Through his works of criticism,

he [Ian Jack] helped generation of students to place the authorial process in its social and historical context and cast light on, and explored, the ways in which literature has been shaped by the author's relationship with the audiences for whom they wrote.

He is probably best known, academically, for his editorship of the first five volumes of the Oxford edition of The Poetical Works of Robert Browning, which was a triumph of accuracy, care and understanding that is unlikely to be superseded.

from The Guardian: Ian Jack


Poetic Obituaries: Pat quickly learned what I liked,

and regularly sent me work by the likes of Margaret Drabble, Marina Warner, William Trevor, Ruth Rendell, Helen Simpson and Mary Gordon. She was always straightforward and honest to deal with, and I particularly appreciated the way she would ask me to 'go up a bit more' when she knew that a particular writer was short of money. I always obliged, because I knew she wouldn't have been asking without good reason--and I was moved by her evident care for her writers. [--Emma Dally]

from theBookseller.com: Pat Kavanagh: Thoughts from the trade
also The Guardian: Appreciations: Pat Kavanagh


Poetic Obituaries: [Graham] Lewis also received a master's

degree in creative writing from Columbia College Chicago and a master's of fine arts in creative writing from the University of Arkansas.

His creative works include poetry and fiction. He has won many awards for his work such as two Academy of American Poets' Prizes, The Kenneth Patchen Award and two Bread Loaf Writer's Conference Scholarships.

from The Daily Eastern News: Engish professor dies Tuesday
also Graham Lewis--Forever Came Today


Poetic Obituaries: "If we're not rooted in our culture,

we're going to see more (people) getting involved with alcohol and gangs," he [Danny Lopez] said in an interview in 2000.

As recently in January, Mr. Lopez was continuing his grassroots efforts to reach out to children with native culture.

He took part in a Saturday morning storytelling and poetry program for children 4 to 8 at the University of Arizona Poetry Center.

Mr. Lopez also edited a collection of fiction and poetry by Tucson-area American Indian elders, "Dancing with the wind," published in 2005 by the nonprofit ArtsReach.

from Tucson Citizen: Danny Lopez tirelessly taught Tohono O'odham culture
also Native American Music: Danny Lopez, Tohono O'odham


Poetic Obituaries: [Tahereh Saffarzadeh] was a professor at

the Shahid Beheshti University and several other academic studies centers in Tehran.

Saffarzadeh published fourteen collections of poems including "The Red Umbrella," "The Journey of Five," "Move and Yesterday," "Seven Journeys" and "The Visit to the Morning."

She is also the author of ten books on the principles of translation of literary, scholarly, and Quranic texts.

from Payvand's Iran News: Woman Scholar of the Islamic World dies at 72


Poetic Obituaries: [David Sinclair] served as the White Panthers'

chief of staff and served as finance officer for the Rainbow People's Party.

FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover had David Sinclair's phone tapped in late 1970 as part of an investigation into the bombing of a CIA office in Ann Arbor. John Sinclair and two others were charged in connection with the bombing, but the charges were later dropped.

from The Ann Arbor News: David Sinclair, ex-activist, dies


Poetic Obituaries: [Tara Lynn Woodman's] uncle, Mark Forster, spokesman

for the family, said Friday, "She was a very fine poet and a very good athlete. She ran track and participated several times in the 'Just Move It' events."

Day of Prayer
November 29, 2008 @ 5:00 p.m.

Memorial Day
April 4, 2009 @ 10:00 a.m.
(Placement of headstone)

The family of Tara Lynn Woodman is requesting support during this time of need. Anything that could be offered via support flowers, cards, headstone donation, etc. would be appreciated. Hopefully, before the day of the Memorial there will be more information. If you have any questions, you may contact the family . . .

As of October 6, 2008 the F.B.I. is waiting on results of Lab work, DNA and Hard Evidence for the murderer of our beloved child, sister, neice and grandchild: Tara Lynn Woodman. The family and detectivers are requesting prayer for the lab work and for detectives to find what is needed in order to put this case to rest.

In loving memory
Tara Lynn Woodman
April 01, 1986 - February 25, 2005

from Poetry & Poets in Rags: [Tara Lynn] Woodman was wearing


Tuesday, October 21, 2008

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