Partly because I create and produce a regular podcast series in collaboration with the Poetry Foundation of Chicago (PoemTalk), partly because I've become about as electorally wonky as anyone in the past year or so, and partly because I subscribe to about two dozen ongoing podcasts....there was no way I'd miss the new "Poetry Off the Shelf" episode, which (surprise!) features poems for and about Obama. Here's your link to the Poetry Foundation site's link to the audio. You can also get it (and subscribe to the series) in your ITunes music store. Just search for "Poetry Foundation Shelf".
Friday, November 07, 2008
poems for new prez
Partly because I create and produce a regular podcast series in collaboration with the Poetry Foundation of Chicago (PoemTalk), partly because I've become about as electorally wonky as anyone in the past year or so, and partly because I subscribe to about two dozen ongoing podcasts....there was no way I'd miss the new "Poetry Off the Shelf" episode, which (surprise!) features poems for and about Obama. Here's your link to the Poetry Foundation site's link to the audio. You can also get it (and subscribe to the series) in your ITunes music store. Just search for "Poetry Foundation Shelf".
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"I teach horizontally, meaning that while I might begin with a fixed idea of what I'm going to teach that day, I let it drift rhizomatically way off topic, often pulling it back when it gets too far. I rely on non-fixed materials to teach this way; the whole world is at my fingertips. Should I go off on a tangent about John and Rauschenberg and their love relationship as expressed in Rauschenberg's bed, an image of that bed is always a click away. From there, we can head anywhere into the non-fixed universe, be it film, text or sound. And of course, that always takes us elsewhere. As Cage says, 'We are getting nowhere fast.'"
that anyone has yet got the imaginative measure of that terrifying day six years ago. Certainly our Tolstoy has not crawled out of the rubble. The closest we have, Don DeLillo, succeeded as an essayist-journalist ("In the Ruins of the Future: Reflections on Terror and Loss in the Shadow of September,” Harper’s, December 2001) but, to my mind, failed as a novelist ("Falling Man"). One reason, perhaps, is that the remembered emotion was instantly buried under a pile of cultural junk.' - Tod Gitlin in his review of Susan Faludi's The Terror Dream (written for
