August 11, 2004
Rejection Letter
if you have a firm policy, you should word it more clearly than was the case here.
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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.
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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.
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May 03, 2004
A Premise for Poetic Appreciation
All poets
speak to and from the same soul.
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May 01, 2004
The Deserted Heartland
The culture that produced Sherwood Anderson, Willa Cather, and others is dying.
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Self Pity and Dumb Luck
Thank you Sam and Bert for the gifts you gave me and the other OC poets this week.
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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.
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March 31, 2004
Bouts Rāmes
The first bout is up!
Posted by Joel at 09:40 PM | Read More
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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.
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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November 11, 2003
PATW
For what it is worth, I am now represented in Poets against the War....
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