Monday, January 13, 2014
Dottie Lasky on Sylvia Plath, a poem
Thanks to the work of Anna Zalokostas, PennSound’s Dorothea Lasky page now includes poem-by-poem segments of several readings Lasky has given in the past few years. One of these readings — a Segue Series reading at the Bowery Poetry Club on October 30, 2010 — included a poem called “Death and Sylvia Plath”: MP3. Here is a link to Lasky's Jacket2 profile, her Columbia University bio, her Poetry Foundation bio page, her Tumblr, and here is one of her blogs. Here is a review by Sophie Sills of Lasky’s Black Life. And here is her "press kit" for her "tiny tour" reading series.
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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
