“One is always writing the “first poem””.
– Anne Waldman
“I remember an early (second?) reading at the St. Marks Church in-the-Bowery parish hall circa 1966/1967. I was nervous. I was seated at a wooden table. I wore a yellow and blue striped dress and my head was bent over my “works”, hair probably in my face. I remember hearing my young woman – more like a girl – voice and thinking “This isn’t the real voice”. The real voice was deep inside in my hara – and it was a deeper, more seasoned and musical voice – an ageless voice. I realized I would eventually have to find the words to match it – the words would have to grow up to the voice and the wisdom of that voice. This is maybe my life’s work. It’s not that I have to “find my voice” – it’s already there waiting for me.”
– Anne Waldman
“Poet Craig Arnold has gone missing on a small volcanic island in Japan while on a creative exchange fellowship. Craig, an experienced explorer of volcanoes, never returned to his inn after leaving alone to research the island’s active volcano for the afternoon. The authorities are on the third day of searching for Craig, and are scouring the small island (of only 160 inhabitants) with dogs and helicopters. If he is not found by the end of the day, the authorities will call off the search.
We need your help to insure that the search will continue. The island and areas surrounding the volcano are small enough that an extended search will surely lead to Craig’s discovery. We need people to contact their local congresspeople and senators to pressure the Japanese State Department to continue the search. We also need help sparking media attention for this story, which we also hope might increase pressure on Japanese authorities to find Craig.
If any of you have ideas or know people who might be able to help, we’d appreciate hearing from you. Please, though, take a minute to contact your senator and congressperson via telephone or even email to explain this problem and insist on their help.”
To find out how you can help, read Don Share’s full post on the Poetry Foundation’s blog.
News release from the University of Wyoming.
“I don’t think about “my” audience … I don’t know how anyone could write with a group of people in mind. It’s difficult enough to rummage around in my own head, let alone estimate how my words will enter another life. Writers should be good at sensing where readers will be more or less confused, angry, emotionally or intellectually involved, in evaluating the content of their writing in general terms. But to think about readers while writing is to invite the hypothetical into the process in a way that stops me from being open to the actual, to myself.”
– Bob Hicok
” […] Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be
– Mary Oliver, from “Messenger” (Thirst)
“A new idea is rarely born like Venus attended by the graces
More commonly it’s modeled of baling wire and acne.
More commonly it wheezes and tips over.”
– Marge Piercy, from “Rough Times”
“Poetry seems to have been eliminated as a literary genre, and installed instead, as a kind of spiritual aerobic exercise – nobody need read it, but anybody can do it.”
– Marilyn Hacker
“I thought poetry was better than heroin. I still do. In fact, it’s too bad poetry’s not illegal, because if it were everyone would want to try it, and people would find out how good it is.”
– Jeffrey Skinner
White Owl Flies Into and Out of the Field
Coming down out of the freezing sky
with its depths of light,
like an angel, or a Buddha with wings,
it was beautiful, and accurate,
striking the snow and whatever was there
with a force that left the imprint
of the tips of its wings – five feet apart –