Poetry

Thoughts on the practice of writing poetry.

August 11, 2004
Rejection Letter

if you have a firm policy, you should word it more clearly than was the case here.

Posted by Joel at 04:48 PM | Read More
August 01, 2004
Notes on A Guest Poet

The guest poet, a Ukrainian, speaks from his throat and off the roof of his mouth, his words jumping off the foam of his waves.

Posted by Joel at 01:50 AM | Read More
May 11, 2004
Politics and Poetry

We who write political poetry can easily fall into the hackneyed and pustulous, foully cute, start to sound like a militant version of Hallmark Greeting Cards.

Posted by Joel at 12:48 PM | Read More
May 03, 2004
A Premise for Poetic Appreciation

All poets

speak to and from the same soul.

Posted by Joel at 05:57 PM | Read More
May 01, 2004
The Deserted Heartland

The culture that produced Sherwood Anderson, Willa Cather, and others is dying.

Posted by Joel at 10:35 AM | Read More
Self Pity and Dumb Luck

Thank you Sam and Bert for the gifts you gave me and the other OC poets this week.

Posted by Joel at 02:46 AM | Read More
April 29, 2004
Iambic Pentameter

I dare say that I like it far more when I write it to match the natural candences of language than when I force it to the academicized meter.

Posted by Joel at 02:54 PM | Read More
March 31, 2004
Bouts Rāmes

The first bout is up!

Posted by Joel at 09:40 PM | Read More
March 22, 2004
What is Going into the Notebooks

I've been writing a lot of poetry lately, a few concentrated lines taking the place of the prose that I can turn out page after page.

Posted by Joel at 06:19 PM | Read More
March 17, 2004
Bouts Rāmes Anyone?

The play went like this: someone made a list of rhymes and presented them to the others. These had a period of time to create a poem using those rhymes.

Posted by Joel at 11:59 PM | Read More
February 27, 2004
Leadership
But of a good leader,
When his work is done,
His aim fulfilled,
They will all say:
"We did this ourselves."
Posted by Joel at 09:51 PM | Read More
December 16, 2003
Refrigerator Magnets

"I chant red thousand" is a particularly memorable line that is still in search of a poem.

Posted by Joel at 03:11 PM | Read More
November 21, 2003
The Sun is Crying

It's a nice illustration of the natural poet we have buried in ourselves and the virtue of listening to small children.

Posted by Joel at 01:22 PM | Read More
November 11, 2003
PATW
For what it is worth, I am now represented in Poets against the War....
Posted by Joel at 12:27 PM | Read More