Thursday, December 28, 2006
Assortment
We're going to have another 6 inches of snow by tomorrow. I'm getting a little bit irritated by all the snowfall keeping me from going out and getting things done. I'll dodge a few mammoths tomorrow or Saturday and go to the gym and grocery store. I also may post a few pictures from the last blizzard to my Flickr account soon.
Happy to see today that I've been picked up for the Outside Voices anthology project.
Also, I've procrastinated long enough finishing the meme that Sandra tagged me with. Here it is:
The first poem I remember reading was... Dr. Seuss is the most likely culprit here. My favorites were the Zaxes and Too Many Daves (which provides the epigraph for section 1 of my current manuscript).
The first non-children's poem I fell in love with was "Ozymandias." It's still my answer when people ask the unfortunate "What's your favorite poem?" question.
I was forced to memorize numerous poems in school and... the first part of this sentence is inaccurate, as I was not forced to etc. At one point in 7th or 8th grade I had to memorize a poem, and I started memorizing Robert Service's "Dangerous Dan McGrew" because it's fun and definitely has an easy-to-memorize rhyme and rhythm. Then I realized that it was way longer than the amount we were required to memorize (which was only 20 lines or perhaps even less), so I recited one of the little songs from The Lord of the Rings and called it a day.
I have also memorized the prologue to the Canterbury Tales on two separate occasions and can still rip through much of it, though I have no idea anymore how to spell any of the words. Aprille?
I read poetry because... it's kind of hard to be a poet and editor (or at least decent at those things) without doing so. I suppose I gain first and foremost an appreciation for intensified language and sonic/sense (multiple meanings of that word) effects of language. There are many different ways for those things to manifest too, and I think that's reflected in an off-the-top-of-my-head list of favorites: James Wright, Weldon Kees, B. H. Fairchild, Larissa Szporluk, Bob Hicok, Sarah Manguso, Joel Brouwer, Tomas Transtromer, Sarah Lindsay, etc.
I write poetry, but... who the hell cares?
I find poetry... hiding under the bed, stroking a chainsaw, muttering trivia to itself.
The last time I heard poetry... I was listening to my friend Aaron's audio files on the new MiPOesias issue. The last time I heard it live was Harvey Hix's reading at Colorado College in early December. Good poems read a little too far away from the microphone.
I think poetry is like… every other petty subculture of nerds I've ever been part of. I don't particularly mean that as an insult either.
Happy to see today that I've been picked up for the Outside Voices anthology project.
Also, I've procrastinated long enough finishing the meme that Sandra tagged me with. Here it is:
The first poem I remember reading was... Dr. Seuss is the most likely culprit here. My favorites were the Zaxes and Too Many Daves (which provides the epigraph for section 1 of my current manuscript).
The first non-children's poem I fell in love with was "Ozymandias." It's still my answer when people ask the unfortunate "What's your favorite poem?" question.
I was forced to memorize numerous poems in school and... the first part of this sentence is inaccurate, as I was not forced to etc. At one point in 7th or 8th grade I had to memorize a poem, and I started memorizing Robert Service's "Dangerous Dan McGrew" because it's fun and definitely has an easy-to-memorize rhyme and rhythm. Then I realized that it was way longer than the amount we were required to memorize (which was only 20 lines or perhaps even less), so I recited one of the little songs from The Lord of the Rings and called it a day.
I have also memorized the prologue to the Canterbury Tales on two separate occasions and can still rip through much of it, though I have no idea anymore how to spell any of the words. Aprille?
I read poetry because... it's kind of hard to be a poet and editor (or at least decent at those things) without doing so. I suppose I gain first and foremost an appreciation for intensified language and sonic/sense (multiple meanings of that word) effects of language. There are many different ways for those things to manifest too, and I think that's reflected in an off-the-top-of-my-head list of favorites: James Wright, Weldon Kees, B. H. Fairchild, Larissa Szporluk, Bob Hicok, Sarah Manguso, Joel Brouwer, Tomas Transtromer, Sarah Lindsay, etc.
I write poetry, but... who the hell cares?
I find poetry... hiding under the bed, stroking a chainsaw, muttering trivia to itself.
The last time I heard poetry... I was listening to my friend Aaron's audio files on the new MiPOesias issue. The last time I heard it live was Harvey Hix's reading at Colorado College in early December. Good poems read a little too far away from the microphone.
I think poetry is like… every other petty subculture of nerds I've ever been part of. I don't particularly mean that as an insult either.
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A number of years ago I met a man a few years older than me who was originally from Greece. He said that in his school in Greece, out of a graduating class of about 45 or 46 people, he was the only one who didn't write poetry.
When I graduated from high school (1972), out of a graduating class of something like 212, there were maybe as many as 4 or 5 of us who wrote poetry.
Not exactly sure how this relates to the things in the meme, but it seems to, to me, somehow. (And a splendid club of nerds we are, aren't we?)
Word verification is "foolndv."
When I graduated from high school (1972), out of a graduating class of something like 212, there were maybe as many as 4 or 5 of us who wrote poetry.
Not exactly sure how this relates to the things in the meme, but it seems to, to me, somehow. (And a splendid club of nerds we are, aren't we?)
Word verification is "foolndv."
I had a dream about you last night. I can't remember what all happened. But you were definately in it.
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year!
"every other petty subculture of nerds I've ever been a part of" ... As a chick who went to a high school for science and technology some years ago, I love this.
Now, off to stroke a chainsaw under the bed. It must be the holidays.
Thanks for keeping the meme going!
Cheers, SB
Now, off to stroke a chainsaw under the bed. It must be the holidays.
Thanks for keeping the meme going!
Cheers, SB
happy new year -- I'm envious about the snow. Our local news showed a live shot of Denver's football stadium today.
"petty subculture of nerds" is GREAT, esp. when you think of the poets who take themselves *way* too seriously -- lolol. Fortunately, there aren't many of those. Poets tend to be a humble bunch. Still, for those few who do, this phrase had me in stitches. Thanks, Steven! :)
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