Three wonderful ModPo people - they indeed met through ModPo last fall - converged on the Goldsmith-sponsored multi-room multi-poet reading at MoMA the other day. Kathleen Matson Blurock, Kent Ekberg, and Mónica Savirón. Kenny Goldsmith reports that he met a bunch of ModPo people at the event. Needless to say, I'm delighted that the contemporary poetry community has expanded in this way.
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Thursday, April 04, 2013
Wallace Stevens, "The Poem That Took the Place of a Mountain"
There it was, word for word,
The poem that took the place of a mountain.
He breathed its oxygen,
Even when the book lay turned in the dust of his table.
It reminded him how he had needed
A place to go to in his own direction,
How he had recomposed the pines,
Shifted the rocks and picked his way among clouds,
For the outlook that would be right,
Where he would be complete in an unexplained completion:
The exact rock where his inexactness
Would discover, at last, the view toward which they had edged,
Where he could lie and, gazing down at the sea,
Recognize his unique and solitary home.
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Audio recording of Stevens performing this poem: MP3.
Link to PennSound's Wallace Stevens page: LINK.
Wednesday, April 03, 2013
Anthony DeCurtis interviews Loudon Wainwright III (video)
Loudon Wainwright III interviewed by Anthony DeCurtis - the 2013 installment of our Blutt Singer-Songwriter Symposium at the Kelly Writers House. You can watch a video recording of the complete program by clicking here.
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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
