tintinnabulation
of
sheep
bells
flock
below
open
window
herds
songs
through
tempo
airily
(from The Intricate Evasions of As)
new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Monday, April 27, 2009
Saturday, April 25, 2009
(De)crypt(ed)
Who will calculate for us the cost of our decision to forget?
--George Seferis
Of those departed
and of their deeds
(most haunting,
most memorable)
naught was left
(undeciphered,
unforgettable)
to remember.
--George Seferis
Of those departed
and of their deeds
(most haunting,
most memorable)
naught was left
(undeciphered,
unforgettable)
to remember.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Thomas Alva Edison, 1949
I knew who Thomas Alva was by heart;
he was always twenty-five, suspended
over my bed like a bat, though
he was really a light bulb.
Thomas must have flickered and died
about twenty-five times before Momma said
she'd had enough: I'd go blind reading
comics in that bad light. She was right,
besides, it was cheaper,
so she burned them all one night.
.
Thomas Alva, wherever you are,
you helped me with the English I know,
it was all Greek to me, though
you never knew it--
I hope you're resting
yours truly, your enlightened
incandescent soul.
(First published in Maverick Magazine 6/7)
he was always twenty-five, suspended
over my bed like a bat, though
he was really a light bulb.
Thomas must have flickered and died
about twenty-five times before Momma said
she'd had enough: I'd go blind reading
comics in that bad light. She was right,
besides, it was cheaper,
so she burned them all one night.
.
Thomas Alva, wherever you are,
you helped me with the English I know,
it was all Greek to me, though
you never knew it--
I hope you're resting
yours truly, your enlightened
incandescent soul.
(First published in Maverick Magazine 6/7)
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Saturation Point
radio
active
bee
sieging
deci-
mated
hearth.
(first published in NOON: journal of the short poem, #2)
active
bee
sieging
deci-
mated
hearth.
(first published in NOON: journal of the short poem, #2)
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Prehensile
Grasping, but not man-
Handling the language,
As if the poem were,
So to speak, a glass
Mandible.
(First published in Poetry Salzburg Review #11, Spring 2007)
Handling the language,
As if the poem were,
So to speak, a glass
Mandible.
(First published in Poetry Salzburg Review #11, Spring 2007)
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Richard Hugo 1974 Madrona Interview
I first met Richard Hugo in Boulder, Colorado at the 1970 Writers' Conference in The Rocky Mountains--a particularly exciting one with Denise Levertov, Mitch Goodman, Herbert Gold and Isaac Bashevis Singer comprising the roster of writers present during the two weeks of workshops. This was also where I first met Ken Osborne and John Levy and where we talked about the possibility of starting a poetry magazine once Ken and I returned to Seattle and John to Oberlin College. With Ken and I as co-editors and John as contributing editor, Madrona's inaugural issue came out in the summer of 1971 and continued until 1977, ending with Volume 4, Numbers 13 and 14. During its rather short life, Madrona published many known, lesser known and completely unknown poets; it also featured interviews with Richard Hugo, Denise Levertov, David Young, Kenneth O. Hanson, William Stafford, Nelson Bentley and James Weil, among others; most of these interviews were conducted by Ken Osborne, who was the first to suggest starting the magazine and who also carried much of the magazine's financial burden until its demise.
Thanks to Vahan Michaelian who stitched my scans together and to William Michaelian who volunteered to host the 13.3 MB PDF file on his site, you can now read the complete Richard Hugo interview here.
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