Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Let's Dance

Are you ready to collaborate again?

After serious consideration of number of collaborative forms, I’ve decided that it would be fun to try a collaborative nested meditation. Easy to explain (Geoff already has), and I think that the shift of voice in each stanza will add breadth to the poem at the same time that each additional line adds depth.

To review:

  • The poem starts with a single line stanza that is a complete sentence. (I’ll provide the first stanza.)
  • Each successive stanza repeats the previous stanza and adds one more line that changes the meaning. Every stanza must be a complete sentence or multiple sentences.
  • The words from previous lines cannot be changed. The word order of previous lines cannot be changed. No exceptions.
  • Capitalization and punctuation of previous lines can be changed.

Each collaborator will add a complete additional stanza. You may add as many stanzas to the poem as you like, but please do not add two successive stanzas.

There’s no limit to the final length of the poem. I’ll declare the poem complete if there’s been no activity for one month.

As we did with the sestina, please cut and past the entire poem into your comment whenever you add a stanza.

I personally don’t care about subject matter. Meditate or not as you see fit.

OK. I’ll steal a line from David Bowie (no, not from Miley Cyrus) to get us started:

Let’s dance.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Cleveland, Wannberg and Smith

Oh my!
Remember Salinger's blog about California poet David Smith's spectacular September appearance in northeast Ohio? Here's a video sample from Smith's 9/15 reading, featuring a guest appearance by the Literary Cafe's Steve Goldberg:

video

Good news for those who missed it or want to hear more (I know I do!)... David Smith is returning to our area this week and bringing the incomparable Scott Wannberg with him. I devour a lot of books, and I must say Smith's White Time [just published by Off Beat Pulp] and Wannberg's Strange Movie Full of Death [Perceval Press] are two of the most delicious I've read this year. Don't miss your chance to see these two fine poets together right here in "the heart of it all"!

And that's not all.... The following is by no means a comprehensive list of northeast Ohio poetry events in the next ten or so days -- these are just the ones I expect to attend. If you know of others, feel free to mention them and provide details in the comments below.

Tuesday 11/10/09: Nia Coffeehouse at Karamu (6 p.m.) -- open mic hosted by Vince Robinson and his band the Jazz Poets.

Wednesday 11/11/09: Kazim Ali and Nin Andrews read at Mac's Backs Books on Coventry (7 p.m.) -- and the subsequent open mic will feature an appetizer of poetry by David Smith & Scott Wannberg.

Thursday 11/12/09: The Literary Cafe in Tremont features David Smith & Scott Wannberg (9:30 p.m.) -- with an open mic and free-for-all to follow.

Friday 11/13/09: The Deep Cleveland Poetry Hour at Borders Books in Strongsville features John Burroughs (a.k.a. Jesus Crisis) at 8:30 p.m.-- with an open mic to follow.

Saturday 11/14/09: The Brandt Gallery in Tremont (3 p.m.) hosts a round-robin style open poetry reading led by Russell Vidrick.

Saturday 11/14/09: Saturday Night with the Poet's Haven (7 p.m.) features Gina Tabasso and Terry Provost at Angel Falls in Akron.

Tuesday 11/17/09: The Lix and Kix poetry series at Bela Dubby in Lakewood presents three more fine poets: Mnemosyne editor Jen Pezzo (aka Kerowyn Rose), MoonLit editor (and author of the vanZeno Press collection Emergency Contact) Claire McMahon, and (from Cincinnati) novelist (and author of the West End Press poetry collection Crow Call) Michael Henson. An open mic will follow.

Peace and poetry,
John Burroughs

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Sherman Alexie at Firelands College Tuesday


Poet and fiction writer Sherman Alexie will be on our campus at the new Cedar Point Center at Firelands College, off of Rye Beach Rd. Huron, Ohio...this Tuesday Nov. 10th at 7:30 pm.
As a fellow writer, I want to invite you writers and readers. He's a wild man with some great writing to his record. Join us if you wish.
Larry Smith

Theory: Mash-up

How to Write a Great Novel

From writing in the bathroom (Junot Díaz) to dressing in character (Nicholson Baker), 11 top authors share their methods for getting the story on the page.

http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748703740004574513463106012106.html


A Common Nomenclature for Lego Families





Far Away (Oedipus Rex)

Stravinsky... And then somebody asks about Calcutta’s writers.
And Oedipus Rex again. Before the new phases of the moon
begin and you will fall in my veiny
hands again.

Grzegorz Wróblewski


"Edmund Wilson regrets that it is impossible for him under any circumstance to take part in chain-poems..."


Is there any good in saying everything?
~ Bashō


A poet in the Peace Corps in Mozambique

50 Years of Naked Lunch:

Panel bares all at ‘Naked Lunch’ conference


The Obakemono Project, a guide to Japanese folk monsters.


What to wear to sell a book


Citizen and Poet:

Ferlinghetti on the beginnings of his political consciousness


"Look, a poem either sends you a bill or writes you a check." David Kirby on Amy Gerstler • The New York Times



Ancient Music

Winter is icummen in,
Lhude sing Goddamm.
Raineth drop and staineth slop,
And how the wind doth ramm!
Sing: Goddamm.

Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,
An ague hath my ham.
Freezeth river, turneth liver,
Damn you, sing: Goddamm.

Goddamm, Goddamm, 'tis why I am, Goddamm,
So 'gainst the winter's balm.

Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm.
Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.

- Ezra Pound



Robbing Hakiu

Can you turn a Robbery Bank Note into verse? Below is a link to actual bank robbery notes - some very close to haiku.

I have a gun in my bag.
Give me $5,000 please.
Thanks a bunch.


Robbing a bank is as simple as putting pen to paper. Here are actual demand notes used in successful and unsuccessful unarmed bank robberies - - accompanied by a photo of each robber and appended with details about the robbery itself.

http://www.banknotes365.com/

Wiig Reads Somers

Friday, November 6, 2009

Blind Review Friday


The author shall remain anonymous (unless they chose to divulge themselves in the comments.)

Those commenting are also welcome to remain anonymous if they wish.

Incendiary comments will be removed.

If you would like your piece thrown to the wolves send it to salinger@ameritech.net with "Workshop the hell out of this poem" as the subject line.

This week's offering is from a Clevelandpoetics the Blog contributor.





Perky Flarf

Before I begin I just wanted to take a moment and

make your butt as perky as you want.

In a society where baby-boomers seem to be the ones

engaged in noisy recreational activities for nearly 50 years

even learning how to flirt,


opponents twice a year,

goths, perky goths, cyber goths, mopey goths, traditional goths--

their goal remains to make a difference.


Jennie pointed you my way,

you get to breathe deeply a few times and then cough.

Studied, poked and prodded,

the market is not for the hard truth.


Desperate to see

this should be a fun week for me.

Moral panics rip through cultures,

and the "right-thinking" folks

find out what others are saying about you.


It just offends me

the canny folk

laughing at the paranoia.

Cover your mouth and nose.

Good-bye can be painful, but the pain is intensified.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Poetry Back in the Woods

Poetry Back in the Woods 
Thursday November 19, 2009
7:00 PM - 8:30 PM
Bertram Woods Branch

photo of poetSammy Greenspan is a former waitress, lab tech, painter, pediatrician and homeschool teacher. Her 2009 chapbook, Step Back from the Closing Doors, was a Pushcart nominee. Her work appears in two 2009 anthologies, The Pudding House Gang, and Love Poems and Other Messages for Bruce Springsteen. She is the director of the Pudding House Salon monthly poetry workshop in Cleveland.


photo of poet Fran Immerman is a native of Northeast Ohio, now living in Moreland Hills with her husband and three teenage children and two dogs. She began writing poetry several years ago as a way to hold and manage her grief in the wake of the deaths of both her parents, within nine months, both to cancer. Fran writes poetry with an ear toward melody.



photo of poet Terry Provost is a metaphysico-political poet writing from the political perspective of Noam Chomsky, Howard Zinn and Arundhati Roy, and the philosophical perspective of Richard Rorty. He was born around the corner from Herman Melville’s home in Troy, New York, and graduated with degrees in physics from St. Bonaventure and medical physics from the University of Colorado. His first book of poems, Compassionate Imperialism (and its links to terrorism), was published in 2004. He currently teaches math at Cuyahoga Community College’s Metropolitan Campus, and lives in Lakewood with his wife, Karen Cook, and their son, Jackson. 

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Blind Review Friday

Once again -

Billy Collins is peering inside the giant catfish searching, searching, and searching for a poem to fill this week's Blind Review Friday slot.


We're hoping for some new voices, and submissions from folks who have not submitted before will go to the front of the line.

Help the guy out – send your piece to


with the subject line workshop the hell out of this poem just like it says over there in the left sidebar.

All poems received will be put into the cue.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Poems On A Roll


"The whole idea is to get poetry out there and what better way to spread the word than to send it out on packages."

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Reckoning with Torture

Audio, video, and transcripts from PEN America’s recent “Reckoning With Torture” event are now online. Among the speakers were Nell Freudenberger, Don DeLillo, George Saunders, Jonathan Ames, and Paul Auster.

http://www.pen.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/3870/prmID/148



Halloween Online Poetry Reading


To celebrate Hallowe'en, the SF poetry Association has put together an online audio Halloween poetry reading, of poems spooky and otherwise.

If haiku are more to your liking, then check out the Haiku Foundation's Halloween Masque.

And have a happy Hallowe'en!

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Gottl: the Cleveland Poetry Examiner


Cleveland poet (and fellow clevelandpoetics team member) T. M. Göttl just started writing an online column for the Examiner.com, the Cleveland Poetry Examiner. Her first article reviews the recent first anniversary of the Lix 'n Kix poetry reading series (currently at Bela Dubby in Lakewood, every third Tuesday, 7pm). She plans to write about poetry events, open mics, and other topics that might be pertinent to writers and poets in NE Ohio, posting a couple articles every week.

So, take a look, and if you have suggestions for topics that should be covered, you might drop her a note!

(and, by the way, you should check out her work at buffalozef.net. Or catch one of her readings!)

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

from SovLit.com Honest Citizen (letter to the militia) by Mikhail Zoshchenko

But, well, if it comes to that, I wasn’t tormenting the poodle; I was just swinging the dish.

http://www.sovlit.com/honestcitizen/



Tu Fu Talks with Barack Obama


Okay, here's another poem form Tu Fu Comes to America...up on YouTube...
If you have the time. Larry Smith

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Buckeye Book Fair - Nov. 7




Monday, October 26, 2009

NEO Poet Field Guide

Full name: ra washington
feeqAge: 34
Habitat: tremont
Diet: Ezra Pound, James Baldwin, Grace Paley, bell hooks, Kate Sopko- as for movies- my fav is Blade Runner, Dune, and sixteen candles
Range: you may find me lurking at the Lit Cafe, perhaps B Side, TOUCH SUPPER CLUB
Distinguishing Markings:  HUEbris, ...OPEN. got a new novella about to hit called THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF GENTLEMAN RICHARDS
Predators: boyfriends. alot of hate from boyfriends
Prey: women who can read french, and landlords
Call:
Brando
Take this wine jimmy
I want your eyelids showing
Take this money jimmy
I made this shit for twenty minutes
The picture show
Take this love jimmy
I want your cock in my mouth
Take this color jimmy
And show the world
What its not.
 
Tell them marlon.
Why fake when your heart sings true.
Make love to me marlon
Passion is the white man’s game
What’s it like marlon
To have the women call your name
Even as the men, hide their mouths
When doing the same.



Contact info: clevelandtapes.com

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Forms: Nested Meditation


One of the “Sleepless in Alliance" overnight poem contests at Ohio Poetry Day introduced me to a poetic form I hadn't previously heard of, the "nested meditation". The nested meditation was invented by an Ohioan, Kevin Anderson (no, not Kevin J. Anderson the SF writer; Keven Anderson the poet and psychologist working in Toledo), who has 76 of them in his book Divinity in Disguise, 2003. (The title is from a Ralph Waldo Emerson quote, "Every human being is a divinity in disguise.)

Since then (thanks, google) it's a form that seems to have been picked up by a number of other poets.

Here's a example from Anderson's book:

Do you have the time?

Do you have the time
of your life?

Do you have the time
of your life
or does someone else perhaps?

Do you have the time
of your life
or does someone else? Perhaps
it's later than you think.


Anderson gives the rules of the form in the appendix to Divinity in Disguise, and there are a number of versions elsewhere on the web. In brief, the rules are:
  • The first stanza is a single line that, by itself, forms a complete sentence

  • Each additional stanza adds repeats the previous one, then adds a single additional line, one which changes the meaning of the piece, so that the stanza, with all the lines read together, still reads as a complete sentence. (Or several complete sentences).

  • Punctuation can be changed in a line from one stanza to the next, but not words or word order*

  • Repeat for as many lines as desired.

Done well, each stanza mutates the sense of the previous sentence, changing or even reversing the meaning.
The examples I find scrolling around on the web are, indeed, mostly spiritual in nature, some religious, some meditations about the natural world, some elegies, but all of them more or less meditations, following the pattern Anderson had originally set. Here's one by Sharon Rollins (from Dangerous Love, 2006):

We Can't

We can’t.

We can’t go on living.

We can’t go on living as if nothing has happened.

We can’t go on living as if nothing has happened. War, hunger, despair must be faced.

We can’t go on living as if nothing has happened. War, hunger, despair must be faced with peace, justice, and love.



But the form seems to be one that would be open to other types of content-- a clever poet could, I think, write a quite nice little narrative poem in the form. (Perhaps we'd need a new word for the form when it's not a meditation: one might call it a "nested progression" instead of a "nested meditation" when such works are not meditations)

So, here's my "nested progression" for you, a special for Hallowe'en:


I am.

I am
thirsty.

I am
thirsty
for your love.

I am
thirsty
for your lovely
blood.

I am
thirsty
for your lovely
blood
and you have not barred the door.

Happy Hallowe'en!


--
*In Anderson's rules, he also says that you shouldn't use homophones to mutate the meaning-- changing "there" to "they're" would be a rule-breaker. But then he admits that he sometimes does it himself. So it may be a flaw, but not a fatal flaw.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Who cares about poetry?


An interesting discussion popped up over on Facebook initiated by Clevelandpoetics - the Blog contributor Runechris under the title question "Is Poetry Relevant?"

This reminded me of Dana Gioia's essay Can Poetry Matter?

Here are six proposals he offers at the end of his essay which he believes could bring poetry into the mainstream. Comments please.

1. When poets give public readings, they should spend part of every program reciting other people's work—preferably poems they admire by writers they do not know personally. Readings should be celebrations of poetry in general, not merely of the featured author's work.

2. When arts administrators plan public readings, they should avoid the standard subculture format of poetry only. Mix poetry with the other arts, especially music. Plan evenings honoring dead or foreign writers. Combine short critical lectures with poetry performances. Such combinations would attract an audience from beyond the poetry world without compromising quality.

3. Poets need to write prose about poetry more often, more candidly, and more effectively. Poets must recapture the attention of the broader intellectual community by writing for nonspecialist publications. They must also avoid the jargon of contemporary academic criticism and write in a public idiom. Finally, poets must regain the reader's trust by candidly admitting what they don't like as well as promoting what they like. Professional courtesy has no place in literary journalism.

4. Poets who compile anthologies—or even reading lists—should be scrupulously honest in including only poems they genuinely admire. Anthologies are poetry's gateway to the general culture. They should not be used as pork barrels for the creative-writing trade. An art expands its audience by presenting masterpieces, not mediocrity. Anthologies should be compiled to move, delight, and instruct readers, not to flatter the writing teachers who assign books. Poet-anthologists must never trade the Muse's property for professional favors.

5. Poetry teachers especially at the high school and undergraduate levels, should spend less time on analysis and more on performance. Poetry needs to be liberated from literary criticism. Poems should be memorized, recited, and performed. The sheer joy of the art must be emphasized. The pleasure of performance is what first attracts children to poetry, the sensual excitement of speaking and hearing the words of the poem. Performance was also the teaching technique that kept poetry vital for centuries. Maybe it also holds the key to poetry's future.

6. Finally poets and arts administrators should use radio to expand the art's audience. Poetry is an aural medium, and thus ideally suited to radio. A little imaginative programming at the hundreds of college and public-supported radio stations could bring poetry to millions of listeners. Some programming exists, but it is stuck mostly in the standard subculture format of living poets' reading their own work. Mixing poetry with music on classical and jazz stations or creating innovative talk-radio formats could re-establish a direct relationship between poetry and the general audience. The history of art tells the same story over and over. As art forms develop, they establish conventions that guide creation, performance, instruction, even analysis. But eventually these conventions grow stale. They begin to stand between the art and its audience. Although much wonderful poetry is being written, the American poetry establishment is locked into a series of exhausted conventions—outmoded ways of presenting, discussing, editing, and teaching poetry. Educational institutions have codified them into a stifling bureaucratic etiquette that enervates the art. These conventions may once have made sense, but today they imprison poetry in an intellectual ghetto.


Which of these steps do you think are the most important - the hardest to accomplish or just off base?

Blind Review Friday

Blind Review Friday.

The author shall remain anonymous (unless they chose to divulge themselves in the comments.)

Those commenting are also welcome to remain anonymous if they wish.

Incendiary comments will be removed.

If you would like your piece thrown to the wolves send it to salinger@ameritech.net with "Workshop the hell out of this poem" as the subject line.

Last review's offering was from a Clevelandpoetics the Blog reader as is this week's selection.

The Cormorants

Blue sky
over blue-green water
and a Crayola-yellow sun.
My teacher,
with brown crayon
and practiced flick,
set a checkmark
against a cloud
and called it a
“bird.”

It was!

And with speed of flight
I took the waxen stick
and released a flock
to fill the sky
with little vees flying
home
or
away
or
out of the
two dimensions
of my
page.

In Physics,
my professor
drew a bird,
but called it
Vector.
Magnitude and Direction
to become Velocity
pointing
to the edge
of the graph paper.

Why?

To escape?
To fly?
To become a bird?

And in the world of
up and down and away,
a vector passes
overhead
until it becomes
checkmarks,
a vee of vees,
flying silently,
not like the
cranky geese.
These fly with unsounded
purpose,
Magnitude and Direction,
having become
Velocity
running off the page
of the sky.

Cited...

Poetry is the art of using words charged with their utmost meaning. A society whose intellectual leaders lose the skill to shape, appreciate, and understand the power of language will become the slaves of those who retain it—be they politicians, preachers, copywriters, or newscasters.

Dana Gioia