Thursday, April 06, 2006

 

Gudd Dreams


I don't often dream about poetry (though occasionally an image or line will come out of a dream). Anyway, the nuts and bolts stuff about poetry in my life doesn't enter into the dreams for the most part. However, a couple nights ago, I had a dream that Gabriel Gudding sent me some translations for The Eleventh Muse. The dream was almost surely based on the fact that I recently accepted a couple translations by my poetry pal David Keplinger for next year's Muse, but I'm not sure how Gabe entered into it, or if he even does translations. There is a mild resemblance between Keplinger and the pictures I've seen of Gabe, but mostly I think it's because A Defense of Poetry is awesome, and I'd find it very cool if he did ever send poems.

There's a real, long post coming. I'm about 75% done with it right now, so it'll be up by the weekend. I think it's fun.

Comments:
I once dreamt that I got into a fist fight with Philip Levine.

I don't know, but I suspect that I would lose.
 
Maybe with Levine in his prime, yeah, but these days he's 77 and fairly frail. You could take him!
 
Yeah, but then Newberry would have me to deal with. 'Cause I got Phil's back, yo.
 
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