Tuesday, September 06, 2011

News at Eleven: By "spiritual things" [Susan] Howe means

her devotion to certain practices of representation. Despite the book's concisely minimal visual form, That This is not a work of ekphrasis or animation. Instead, the mourner carries the absent loved one within as conscience, beyond the need for manifested presence. Mourning is given form, and eventually closure, as words and phrases, fragmented and deliquescent, gradually echo and respond to one another, their slow cohesion an antidote to death's apparent suddenness.

from The Nation: Discandied: On Women and Elegy

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News at Eleven: "I have been fortunate to be traveling.

I spend a great deal moving around the U.S. and I hope to return to South America this summer where I started to write more poetry."

After 15 years of writing poetry while moving around the country, [Christian] Downes said he has been writing "on a professional level for the last five." He is currently pursuing a writing degree at Lee University.

"People's Lives Fell Into the Sky"

For Katie and Wade

from Cleveland Daily Banner: Christian Downes: Anatomy of a poet

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News at Eleven: Ploughing through a few acres of verse

only to end up asking "What the hell was that all about?" is not a rewarding experience. Poets have a responsibility to communicate. Yoking together obscure references to impress a few peers is not the future of poetry. It's reasonable to argue that reading poetry should require analytical effort, but when words are tossed onto the page in such a way that they defy comprehension then it's small wonder that interest vanishes.

from The Age: In a land of sweeping plains, poetry is hardly thriving

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News at Eleven: "The Naked Foot of Ava Gardner" is a

highlight of [Rolf Dieter] Brinkmann's pop-poetry mode. Here he captures the intersection of fantasy, memory and the unknown that sex symbols generate. Focusing this longing on Gardner's foot, which "is/a nightmare, when it refuses/to let itself be removed from/your memory," Brinkmann shows his signature use of humor and deep seriousness at once, which appears more clearly later in the poem, when he admits "there are worse things than toes,/this I know/but there is nothing/that can be compared to/the toe of Ava Gardner."

from The Prague Post: Rolf Dieter Brinkmann's revolutionary poetry

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News at Eleven: The book weighs profit and loss

in terms of past and present, social and political developments. But its emotional core is in "private grief/or private fears", its struggle to reconcile an inner life with external pressures. On the one hand, Profit and Loss is shadowed by her father's Alzheimer's, a "slow accumulation of losses . . . First memory, then language" ("My Father's Language"). On the other, it is driven by new life, by the child in "Bubbles" who makes her way "still wobbly and astonishing,/over the language's uneven ground". In "Cyd Charisse", in which she remembers her father before his illness, what matters is "a lifetime of priceless inconsequential chat".

from The Guardian: Profit and Loss by Leontia Flynn--review

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News at Eleven: "My sister is the world's longest

hunger striker but who cares about her and her cause?" [Irom] Sharmila's brother Irom Singhajit told AFP from Manipur's capital, Imphal, 1,500 miles (2,415 kilometres) from New Delhi.

"Who cares about a faraway state?" he said.

Sharmila, now 39, a poet, launched her fast in November 2000, demanding repeal of the draconian Armed Forces Special Powers Act following the killing of 10 people by troops in retaliation for a militant attack.

from MSN Malaysia News: A tale of two Indian hunger strikers

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News at Eleven: A Vietnamese writer released from imprisonment

on Tuesday said that he was "brutally" mistreated in jail but vowed to continue his long campaign to push for political reforms.

"My health is not good after these three years because of the brutal mistreatment in jail," Tran Duc Thach told RFA after he walked out of jail, having served nearly three years on a charge that criminalizes peaceful dissent.

"I don't know what is going on inside my body, but it is very painful," said Thach, who has written a novel, hundreds of poems, and articles and reports that condemn corruption, injustice, and human rights abuses.

from Radio Free Asia: Writer Recounts 'Brutal' Jail Term

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News at Eleven: In the 1940s and 50s, Marina Tsvetaeva's poems

could not be found. At that time, [Nadezhda] Katayeva-Lytkina was assigned a room in a "Kommunalka" (communal apartment) in the center of Moscow, which had one kitchen for 28 people. But the young surgeon felt quite fortunate, as she lived in the dwelling of the beloved poet Marina Tsvetaeva, whose volumes of poetry secretly accompanied her and fortified her spirit. Katayeva-Lytkina vowed to bring to light the secrets surrounding Tsvetaeva despite all the resistance she encountered.

from Russia Beyond the Headlines: Saving the legacy of a great poet

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News at Eleven (Back Page): The noted poet and author Maya Angelou

has said the inscription--"I was a drum major for justice, peace, and righteousness"--is a misleading, inaccurate truncation that makes King sound like an "arrogant twit ."

King's sermon was a critique of the individual's instinct to be on top, to lead the parade, to be the "drum major."

from The Washington Post: Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial architect says controversial inscription will stay

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Great Regulars: "After a couple of hours at their desks,

on September 12," Martin Amis wrote, "all writers on earth were considering the course that Lenin urged on Maxim Gorky--a change of occupation." Writers, said Jay McInerney, were flung into "a period of intense self-examination and self-loathing". Ian McEwan felt the whole art of fiction had been trivialised by reality--he found it "wearisome to confront invented characters". Don DeLillo also saw in the act itself something grander and greater than the mere novel, something that usurped the novelist's place in the world. "There is a deep narrative structure to terrorist acts, and they infiltrate and alter consciousness in ways that writers used to aspire to."

from Bryan Appleyard: from The Sunday Times: The Art of 9/11

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Great Regulars: Performing baptisms, marriages and all the

pastoral and sacramental exercises wasn't my vocation.

My vocation was contemplative, and I always exercised the priesthood in a contemplative manner, and, like a poet, delivering my message, my sermons in my poems.

"Praise the lord in the cosmos, his sanctuary, the radius of a hundred thousand million light years. Praise him through the stars and the interstellar spaces. Praise him for the galaxies and the intergalactic spaces. Praise him for the atoms and the interatomic voids."

from Jeffrey Brown: PBS: Newshour: Poet, Activist Ernesto Cardenal Explores Cosmos, Humanity in Verse

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Great Regulars: For those who like their poetry translated,

and missed this last week--the shortlist for the Popescu prize was announced last Friday. The Corneliu M Popescu Prize for Poetry Translated from a European Language into English, to give it its proper (and marvellously baroque) handle, has been going since 1983, is awarded biennially, and has been won in the past by the likes of Tony Harrison and David Constantine, so is worth paying attention to.

from Sarah Crown: The Guardian: Popescu prize shortlist announced

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Before looking at the books one ought to read when languishing, however, we should tackle the issue of books to avoid. Firstly, and most importantly, do NOT attempt to read anything new. Just as the point at which you're lying feverish and fretful in your bed is not the moment to send out to the brand-new super-spicy curry house round the corner, so it is not the moment to essay an untested novel, either. Who knows, after all, what you might find inside?

from Sarah Crown: The Guardian: Sick literature: what to read when you're ill

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The company was founded by brothers Mark and Paul Cameron, after Mark realised that "as he selected his own music-reading pairings" he was "choosing songs that emotionally corresponded to the words on the page". Inspired, the pair set about devising "movie-like soundtracks for digital books" (it only works for digital books, as the soundtrack needs to be linked to the page you're reading), combining sound effects and original music. They only have tracks for a handful of books so far, but if you click on the copy of Sherlock Holmes on the top shelf on this page, and watch the trailer, you get a sense of where they're going with it.

from Sarah Crown: The Guardian: Words and music: should books have soundtracks?

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Great Regulars: "The poem is a form of texting . . .

it's the original text," says Carol Ann Duffy. "It's a perfecting of a feeling in language--it's a way of saying more with less, just as texting is. We've got to realise that the Facebook generation is the future--and, oddly enough, poetry is the perfect form for them. It's a kind of time capsule--it allows feelings and ideas to travel big distances in a very condensed form."

from Carol Ann Duffy: The Guardian: 'Poems are a form of texting'

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"I don't think of myself as an establishment figure. I just think of myself as a poet representing poetry," she says.

But some would argue it's local government cutting back on libraries, not the coalition government. "The cuts come from central government, don't they? So you have to go back to the original source of the cuts. I don't think it's fair to blame local government."

from Carol Ann Duffy: Manchester Evening News: 'Poems are the original text messages': Carol Ann Duffy on how to get children reading more poetry

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Great Regulars: The author of 30-plus works revered

the world over, [Adonis,] the now-81-year-old poet, critic and scholar attended a lovely ceremony in Frankfurt honouring his staggering achievements on Sunday afternoon which specifically designated his contribution to furthering the ideals and attitudes of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (on his birthdate, Aug. 28). Although primarily a literary accolade, it often looks further afield to identify those such as Sigmund Freud (1930) and Max Planck (1945) who also planted the seeds of a consummately literate and civilised garden of earthly delights:

"Like plants in glass gardens.
Wretched invisible creatures penetrate
the texture of space like dust--spiral victims."
--"A Grave for New York" (A Time Between Ashes and Roses; 1971)

from Judith Fitzgerald: The Globe and Mail: In Other Words: Adonis ascending

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"It's my allergies, Judith. Go to Shoppers' and get me some Gravol, 222s and Contac-C, please. That's all I need."

I went. I bought. I delivered [to Gwendolyn MacEwen]. She promised to pay me later. She ripped open the packs and gulped them down in the order she requested them. She was always meticulous in the little things. I was always meticulous in noticing them. I loved her. I only knew her the last decade of her life but I loved her. I loved the woman who wrote the kind of poetry I believed equalled Leonard Cohen's (and, as regulars who read In Other Words know, I make no bones about my unrivalled awe and reverence for our numero-uno poetuno, our brilliant contemporary Shakespeare).

from Judith Fitzgerald: The Globe and Mail: In Other Words: Remembering Gwen

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Great Regulars: The longlist is completed with one

book of poetry, Rachael Boast's Sidereal, and three non-fiction titles: Siddhartha Mukherjee's "biography" of cancer The Emperor of All Maladies, which has already won a Pulitzer and which Allardice called "magisterial", Owen Jones's Chavs: The Demonization of the Working Class, and Elif Batuman's The Possessed, a comic memoir of studying Russian literature at Stanford.

from Alison Flood: The Guardian: Guardian first book award longlist: fiction takes lead

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Great Regulars: Donne's first line is a word for

word copy of Marlowe's, and the second line varies by only two words. And while Marlowe's shepherd concentrates on the "hills and valleys, dale and field," Donne's speaker chooses to metaphorically create his scene with fish in "crystal brooks."

Donne's speaker, however, embellishes his river/fish scene transforming the sand into gold and fishing equipment into "silken lines and silver hooks." Just as Marlowe's shepherd fashions a glowing, beautiful life to allure his love, Donne's speaker also has some temptations to offer the target of his affection.

from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: John Donne's The Bait

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Great Regulars: "One of the hardest jobs is to put on

a party," said Keillor, who began presenting his folksy, Minnesota-based weekend radio program more than 30 years ago. "I just turned 69 and I had about 75 people at my house. I found myself walking around and worrying about the people sitting off in a corner, and if they are having a good time, and worrying if we had enough food. It's just the hardest work there is. But standing up onstage and singing duets and messing around with [ Prairie Home sound effects wizard] Fred Newman is my idea of a good time."

from Garrison Keillor: DFW.com: Garrison Keillor to bring his folksy 'Prairie Home' tour to Fort Worth

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They can take themselves out of the economy by writing poetry. Poetry has no economic impact whatsoever--very little money ever changes hands. And so you become a neutral force in the economy.

from Minnesota Public Radio: Garrison Keillor on how poets can contribute to the economy

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A Barred Owl
by Richard Wilbur

The warping night air having brought the boom

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: A Barred Owl by Richard Wilbur

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Green Pear Tree in September
by Freya Manfred

On a hill overlooking the Rock River

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Green Pear Tree in September by Freya Manfred

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Heaven
by Patrick Phillips

It will be the past

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Heaven by Patrick Phillips

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Henry James
by June Robertson Beisch

"Poor Mr. James," Virginia Woolf once said:

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Henry James by June Robertson Beisch

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The James Bond Movie
by May Swenson

The popcorn is greasy, and I forgot to bring a Kleenex.

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: The James Bond Movie by May Swenson

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September
by Linda Pastan

it rained in my sleep

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: September by Linda Pastan

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Short-order Cook
by Jim Daniels

An average joe comes in

from Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Short-order Cook by Jim Daniels

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Great Regulars: Thus, anti-Semitic rumors suggest that

the Mossad brought down the twin towers, either because the real hijackers could not have possessed the technical ability to do so, or because Israel was the real beneficiary of the War on Terror. (A strange kind of benefit, one might think, looking at the history of Israel over the last 10 years.) The power of the slander lies not in its plausibility but in the diabolical way it confounds rebuttal. If Jews are accused of staying home on Sept. 11, they can point to the State Department for a defense; but then the anti-Semite's question becomes, why is the American government so solicitous of Jewish honor? Is it not because, in the words of one fringe anti-Semite quoted in the ADL report, "our government has for decades been used to further the interests of Israel at the expense of the interests of the American people"?

from Adam Kirsch: Tablet: No Escape

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Great Regulars: Poet Stuart Kestenbaum of Deer Isle is

director of the Haystack School of Crafts, one of the state's cultural treasures. His poem for this week remembers his father, a Mr. Fix-It who couldn't.

Mr. Fix-It

from Wesley McNair: The Portland Press Herald: Take Heart: A Conversation in Poetry

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Great Regulars: Yao Lifa, a Chinese constitutional scholar

and activist in central Hubei province, has suffered multiple injuries after almost a month of secret detention, his wife said following his return home late Sunday.

Yao, 53, who inspired a national movement to field independent candidates in this year's government controlled People's Congress elections, had injuries on his wrists and back, Feng Ling said.

"What's more, they only gave him one-third rations during his detention," she said.

from Luisetta Mudie: Radio Free Asia: Activist Freed, With Injuries

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Chinese netizens concerned for the fate of blind Shandong-based activist Chen Guangcheng and his family say local officials look set to keep him, his wife,and young daughter imprisoned in a specially built jail, following nearly a year of unofficial house arrest.

"The officials in Chen Guangcheng's village now seem to be building a house specially for them to stay in," said Nanjing-based rights activist He Peirong, known by her online nickname as @pearlher.

from Luisetta Mudie: Radio Free Asia: 'Jail' Built For Activist, Family

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Great Regulars: In that moment, our polite order of words

and the roughshod earth are no longer opposed. Where some writers see conflict between civilization and nature, Khayyam sees peace. But such peace can become boring--and boredom brings sadness and stagnation. To complete the scene, therefore, we need a sense of fun and mischief. We need a "Jug of Wine." The taste of this wine is pure pleasure, all the more luxurious when set against the cleansing taste of the humblest food, a plain "Loaf of Bread."

from Christopher Nield: The Epoch Times: The Antidote--Classic Poetry for Modern Life: A Reading From 'The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam'

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Great Regulars: [John Suckling] goes on ironically to

proclaim his lack of poetic accomplishment and/or privilege: "All are not born, Sir, to the bay". This is followed by a slightly shocking confession of his private reaction to Lady Carlisle. In the coy, modern phrase, he has been undressing her with his eyes. He would have succeeded in imagining her completely naked, had she "walked but one turn more". Again, the incompletion of a couplet seems to speak volumes.

from Carol Rumens: The Guardian: Poem of the week: Upon My Lady Carlisle's Walking in Hampton Court Gardens by John Suckling

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Great Regulars: To honor the coming 10th anniversary of

the Sept. 11 attacks, this week's Poetry Pairing couples Kenneth Goldsmith's "Metropolitan Forecast" with an article from November 2001, "Weather Won't Give New York What the Calendar Says Is Here."

from Katherine Schulten: The New York Times: Poetry Pairing: Crystalline Weather

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Great Regulars: Perhaps the trauma of 9/11 drove writers

and readers to reexamine great lives and events, to reevaluate the truth. That may be why this was a decade of revisionist biography, offering mind-changing bios of everyone from Cleopatra to Mickey Mantle to William Shakespeare (as in Stephen Greenblatt's Will in the World). In much the same truth-at-any-price fashion, it was an era of memorable memoirs, such as Joan Didion's The Year of Magical Thinking or the rock-and-roll memoirs of Patti Smith and Keith Richards. Perhaps the trauma of 9/11 drove writers and readers to reexamine great lives and events, to reevaluate the truth. That may be why this was a decade of revisionist biography, offering mind-changing bios of everyone from Cleopatra to Mickey Mantle to William Shakespeare (as in Stephen Greenblatt's Will in the World).

from John Timpane: The Philadelphia Inquirer: After 9/11 in the arts: More reality, but also more fantasy
then John Timpane: The Philadelphia Inquirer: In plays, a variety of links to 9/11

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Great Regulars: "Lynndie England's smile, and the laughter

of the audience at 'American Idol,'" he [Wayne Koestenbaum] continues, "display a callous, morally deadened joviality"--which is, in turn, representative of a phenomenon he calls "the Jim Crow Gaze," a reference to the inexpressive stares in all those old photographs of lynchings, in which bystanders expose themselves as "archetype[s] of moral imbecility, of living-deadness" that are fundamentally inhumane.

That's terrific stuff, with its expansive vision, its sense that the trivial and the tragic are linked.

from David L. Ulin: Los Angeles Times: 'Humiliation' by Wayne Koestenbaum

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Great Regulars: "No critic, however generously motivated,

can help a deep reader escape from the labyrinth of influence. I have learned that my function is to help you get lost."

If John Stuart Mill was right, and the difference between eloquence and poetry is that the former is heard, while the latter is overheard, then there is a genuine poetry in Mr. Bloom's ruminations that renders moot the question of whether his literary judgments are sound.

from Frank Wilson: Pittsburgh Post-Gazette: The passion of Harold Bloom: Literature shaped the man and the critic

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Great Regulars: --Derenik Demirjian

Translated by Tatul Sonentz

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God! These People . . .

from The Armenian Weekly: Two Poems by Derenik Demirjian

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Great Regulars: DJ Frogs

by Mei-Mei BerssenBrugge

1

We stand in a vernal marsh surrounded by spring peepers

from The Brooklyn Rail: DJ Frogs

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by Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

Made in Siam

Put my heart in a sling, send it to Singapore

from The Brooklyn Rail: Four

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by Barry Schwabsky

Endless Remake

Our love is unanimous

from The Brooklyn Rail: Three

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Great Regulars: [by Karen Kenyon]

Late summer birds sing

from The Christian Science Monitor: Late summer birds sing

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Great Regulars: Corsican Summer

by Linda Chase

from The Guardian: The Saturday poem: Corsican Summer by Linda Chase

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Great Regulars: Hello Corpse How Pale You Are

by John McKernan September 2011

Come here My little one Listen for

from Guernica: Poetry: Hello Corpse How Pale You Are



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Son-in-Law

by Dawn Potter September 2011

She's on her knees, leaning over the tub,

from Guernica: Poetry: Son-in-Law

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Great Regulars: by Michael Rothenberg

I have a clue

from Morning Star: Well Versed: Choose

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Great Regulars: "Xenia"

By Robin Becker

from Slate: "Xenia"--By Robin Becker

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Great Regulars: [John Buxton's] language suggests the

careful planning of the Ops Room or bunker, in which maps bear little relation to human experience of the land they represent. But, as Buxton's last line makes clear, though the individual is too small to figure here, he is in fact the only thing beyond measure: "Millions of acres" are not worth a single "channelled cheek".

Maps

from The Times Literary Supplement: Poem of the Week: Maps

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Great Regulars: [by Jacqueline Deeks]

His progress charted by a tail tip

from West Sussex Gazette: Poem of the Week: Homecoming

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Poetic Obituaries: I then enrolled on a creative writing

course to not only give my week structure but to help me combat the loss of confidence that comes with this debilitating disease. I had never done anything like this before but actually thoroughly enjoyed learning something new. I found it very therapeutic and after gaining a diploma, I now meet a group of my poetry colleagues in the pub where we can share our latest work.

from University of Bristol: Geoffrey Ford, 1942-2011

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Poetic Obituaries: [Norma H. Fuhrmann] also loved writing

stories and poetry, a few of which she had published.

from Burlington County Times: Norma H. Fuhrmann

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Poetic Obituaries: [Patti Jean Geddes] was a talented

musician, author, poet and avid reader.

from Daily Herald: Patti Jean Geddes

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Poetic Obituaries: With her husband, George, and with minimal

resources or experience, she [Jean Hartley] had founded and co-edited the magazine Listen, attracting contributions from Kingsley Amis, Donald Davie, Robert Conquest, Al Alvarez, John Wain and Larkin.

The Hartleys then set up the Marvell Press in Hull. It was named after the poet Andrew Marvell, who had been born near Hull, and was also a pun on their belief that it would be a "bloody marvel" if it ever took off. It did, however, when The Less Deceived attracted enormous popular and critical attention, even if Larkin's subsequent volumes of poetry and prose were published by Faber & Faber.

from Telegraph: Jean Hartley

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Poetic Obituaries: [Leo-Arthur] Kelmenson was born in

New York in 1927 and served in World War II with the U.S. Marine Corps. First Parachute Division in the Pacific Theatre, South Pacific operations. He was awarded the Navy and Marine medal, the Bronze Star, two purple hearts, a Meritorious Unit Citation for bravery on the battlefield and was a Reserve Lieutenant Colonel. He graduated from Columbia University and studied at the Career Diplomat School of the University of Geneva. He is also the author of a book of poetry, "Epilogue," a collection of poems based on his wartime experiences.

from Advertising Age: Longtime Adman Leo-Arthur Kelmenson Dies at 84
then The New York Times: Leo-Arthur Kelmenson, Ad Executive, Dies at 84; Helped to Save Chrysler

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Poetic Obituaries: Gerry [Lara] enjoyed writing poetry

and was a devoted nurse, friend, sister, aunt, mother and grandmother.

from Siskiyou Daily: Geraldine "Gerry" Lara

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Poetic Obituaries: I remember sitting in a shisha [hookah pipe] bar

in Knightsbridge with about seven other people having a drink when I was, for the first time, offered drugs--pills, to be more specific. It didn't even cross my mind to say no. I took three pills that night and I remember fondly even now stopping dead in my tracks in the middle of Hyde Park, as we were on our way to another bar, to write a poem. The people I was with thought me mad.

from Daily Mail: How drugs snuffed out Freddy McConnel's brilliant young life--told in his own vividly moving words

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Poetic Obituaries: [Samuel Menashe's] were very short poems.

Many were only four lines long. He began with more, but then worked to make them as concise as possible. They were honed down to the essence, sculpted like stones. He left them on scraps of paper all over the apartment.

"A flock of little boats/Tethered to the shore/Drifts in still water/Prows dip, nibbling"

from The Economist: Samuel Menashe

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Poetic Obituaries: Saana Murray, the last of the

original claimants for the Wai 262 "flora and fauna" claim to the Waitangi Tribunal, wrote poetry in English and Maori and was working on her second book.

from The Dominion Post: Last Wai 262 claimant dies surrounded by whanau

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Poetic Obituaries: [Paul] Pintarich's second book,

"The Boys Up North: Dick Erath and the Early Oregon Winemakers," (Wyatt Group, 1997) explored pioneer vintners' motivations for starting wineries in the Willamette Valley.

Pintarich also wrote more than a dozen unpublished novels. When he died, he was working on a nonfiction book about a World War II-era sailor-turned-spy and serving as contributing editor for Oregon Magazine, which published his poems.

from The Oregonian: Paul Pintarich, longtime journalist, author and critic, dies

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Poetic Obituaries: Through her "Kim Ricketts Book Events," she brought

the most interesting and the most high-profile authors to town (and they were not always the same people), inviting readers to what felt like a literary party, with wine and food; sharp, funny, thorough interviews, and a chance to feel a human connection with the authors and their work and their other fans. Well before creating "events" around books became a mainstream enough practice to raise questions about it (should it cost money to see a favorite writer?), Kim was leading the way in figuring out how to do it right.

from The Christian Science Monitor: A heroine of Seattle's book community is gone--but her dream lives on

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Poetic Obituaries: [Fern "GG" Roberts] was Church of Christ member

and was an accomplished poet, published in many journals and books. She wrote for the Christian Women's Magazine and a daily devotional called Power for Today, as well as the Lamesa Press Reporter.

from Lubbock Avalanche-Journal: Fern "GG" Roberts

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Poetic Obituaries: [Opal Roberts] was a published

poet and artist, creating drawings and paintings.

from The Ardmoreite: Opal Elizabeth Roberts

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Poetic Obituaries: Along with his [Fred Robson's] good pals

Ron Snaith, Geoff Lidster and Billy Thompson they formed a dance hall band called The South Sea Serenaders, travelling in their spare time to play their music all over the East Riding. Fred, along with Geoff penned the towns signature tune 'The Capital of the Wolds' which was dedicated to the Driffield Town Silver Band and is played as their opening tune wherever they go. Fred has remained a member of the band for 75 years and was appointed vice president. He continued to compose music, write poetry and more recently pen three short stories dedicating many to different organisations he was fond of.

from Driffield Times & Post: Frederick "Fred" Stuart Robson

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Poetic Obituaries: [Susan Fromberg] Schaeffer, who returned to

the University of Chicago in 2002 to teach English and creative writing, published several poetry collections, including "The Rhymes and Runes of the Toad' (1975) and "Alphabet for the Lost Years" (1976), and two children's books, "The Dragons of North Chittendon" (1986) and "The Four Hoods and Great Dog" (1988). She was also a frequent contributor to the Book Review in the 1980s and '90s.

from The New York Times: Susan Fromberg Schaeffer, Inventive Novelist, Dies at 71

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Poetic Obituaries: [H. Adelaide Schunk] did pastel pet portraits

and wrote poetry. She was dubbed the "Poet Laureate" by a Vincent Methodist member, she wrote 200 poems. At age 75 the town took her home. Petitions, signed and sent were in vain. The Terrace became a large parking lot by the utilization of Eminent Domain, as Schunk wrote in "My Last Poem."

from NorthJersey.com: H. Adelaide Schunk, 88

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Poetic Obituaries: Seifer said he is proud of his son's legacy

as a caring friend and classmate and will celebrate him at the exhibit, which will also feature Bentley Davis Seifer's poetry.

"He was an amazing poet," said Bruce Seifer, who was holding back tears remembering his son. "We thought he was taking stuff off the internet."

from Times Argus: Art hop to showcase work of drowned boy

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Poetic Obituaries: He was a cultured man who read widely,

wrote poetry and employed a booming baritone voice to sing a wide jazz and blues repertoire.

Michael Dungate Terry was born in Worthing in 1925, the son of a stained glass artisan and a nurse. He left the town's high school, aged 15, to take a job on the Worthing Herald.

from The Guardian: Mike Terry, a true legend in his lunchtime, dies at 86
then Press Gazette: Mike Terry: 'The spirit of journalism ran in his blood'

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Poetic Obituaries: After serving in the Army in WWII,

Frank [St. Clair Walker] completed his Bachelor's Degree at UC Santa Barbara and a Master's Degree at Stanford University. He taught Spanish in California, Indiana, and Arizona. His passions in life included traveling, studying foreign languages, summer vacations along the Brule River in northwest Wisconsin, writing poetry, family history, public education issues and joining in family dinners.

from Aizona Daily Star: Walker, Frank St. Clair

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