This week I had an opportunity to audit a Masters class taught by Laura Kasischke at UMKC and the next night attend a reading followed by an interview with her for New Letters on the Air,
I first met Laura 12 years ago at a reading here in Kansas City. She captivated my attention with her book Gardening in the Dark, a book I would read and reread for inspiration from time to time when I felt stalled in my creativity.
What I liked about her poetry was the way she made me believe in the magic that can be found in poetry when the poet is so inclined to treat you to writing with twists and turns and language that will not stand still. There is a tactile quality to a lot of her work. It doesn't just lay on the page.
I picked up her book The Infinitesimals to read, which makes the third book by her in my poetry library. You can expect a forthcoming review of it before the end of the year.
Also see: My 2018 Poets Crush Six Pack
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Thursday, November 01, 2018
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Confession Tuesday - Memory Lane Edition
Dear Reader:
It has been one fucked up Great Room, boxes packed & unpacked, one faux president that left the country, embarrassed us overseas and returned, me reestablishing a writing studio (still in progress) lots of sifting through pictures, etc. (or as my wife likes to say, "we don't have time to go down memory lane." Too numerous things that I cannot find to mention them all here, and of course two fricking weeks since my last confession.
I confess that emotions and anger are high. I was not in favor of selling our home. Nor was I in favor of moving where we have moved. A contractor was brought in to do some things to the house before we sell it. One of the things I did not want and was conveyed to Tom the contractor was that the dark hardwood which comprised the bulk of the room itself was NOT to be painted. This was conveyed by my wife early on. Yet a week ago Sunday we stopped by hand there was bird-shit white primer on all the wooden walls and beams. I'm not talking about some cheap paneling. I went ballistic. It remains one of the most angry moments of my lifetime. The contractor was a friend of the family and he had done work for us before including twice painting the exterior of the home. This room is what sold me on the house when we bought it. Vaulted ceiling - floor to ceiling brick fireplace with built in bookcases of the dame dark wood, floor to ceiling on either side of the fireplace. Seeing this made me both physically sick as well as tremendously angry.
Watching the president fly off to the world beyond was surreal. It was like good, he's out of our hair. The reality is that he was still on the planet and he could still do damage, act like a complete bully/sociopath that he is and give the rest of the watching world a horrible image of Americans. I confess, he is nothing like most of us. And yes, there is the reality that he returned.
Moving is stressful. Years ago I was a Realtor and I recall a reprint from a trade journal that indicated that moving was one of the three most stressful events in life only behind death of a close family member and dissolution of a marriage. This move compound multiple elements of disfavor for my part. One is the move itself. I've never liked moving even if I was going someplace that I had a positive anticipation about. Second is the sale fo the house (which has not yet occurred) - but I had no interest in leaving this home anytime soon. I rise every day, drive to the same job I've worked for 30 years. I'm not an invalid, My mind is fully intact. I loved my home. Why would I want to sell it?
And last, I did not want to move in with another family member. I love my family but I also value autonomy. The house in not in a geographical area I wanted to live in. The house is much smaller, no basement. Between the humans and pets, it is cramped quarters. I feel like I moved into a Tiny House and I am not a Tiny House kind of guy. All this I confess increases the stress above and beyond that normally associated with moving.
Honestly, I feel somewhere between a refugee and an Expatriate who can't go back to his homeland. As long as we are confessing, I'll throw that in there too.
On a positive note, I have continued this month to submit work again. Getting back in the routine of Saturday Submissions. I confess that I know this is good and in a matter of time I will be back to getting somewhat regular new pieces of poetry published.
I confess that moving brings back memories. It is bound to. You find and reminisce over old snapshots, Watching a home empty out is like a time laps video o your life there. That alone uncorks emotions - aged and taking on flavors of the past.
I confess that I am excited that I will be work-shopping writing with some others from the Writer 2 Writer 2017 Spring Session. I'm as anxious to see everyone else's work as I am for them to see mine.
I confess that part is a little scary too.
This past week I had a scheduled Artist Date and I confess I need to be better about doing those. At least a couple times a month.
Over the weekend I enjoyed one of my wife's exquisite dishes that she learned from her grandmother, good old Polish Golumbki. I confess I could never tire of it.
It also occurred to me this weekend that June is about here and that means it is time for my annual Poetry Crush - Six Pack List. I confess I've had names swirling around and some will no doubt rise to the top and - there will be six of them. I guess you'll have to keep checking back until they are announced later in June. :-)
I feel totally confessed out. I can think of nothing more--
Until next time, stay safe! Enjoy life.
It has been one fucked up Great Room, boxes packed & unpacked, one faux president that left the country, embarrassed us overseas and returned, me reestablishing a writing studio (still in progress) lots of sifting through pictures, etc. (or as my wife likes to say, "we don't have time to go down memory lane." Too numerous things that I cannot find to mention them all here, and of course two fricking weeks since my last confession.
I confess that emotions and anger are high. I was not in favor of selling our home. Nor was I in favor of moving where we have moved. A contractor was brought in to do some things to the house before we sell it. One of the things I did not want and was conveyed to Tom the contractor was that the dark hardwood which comprised the bulk of the room itself was NOT to be painted. This was conveyed by my wife early on. Yet a week ago Sunday we stopped by hand there was bird-shit white primer on all the wooden walls and beams. I'm not talking about some cheap paneling. I went ballistic. It remains one of the most angry moments of my lifetime. The contractor was a friend of the family and he had done work for us before including twice painting the exterior of the home. This room is what sold me on the house when we bought it. Vaulted ceiling - floor to ceiling brick fireplace with built in bookcases of the dame dark wood, floor to ceiling on either side of the fireplace. Seeing this made me both physically sick as well as tremendously angry.
Watching the president fly off to the world beyond was surreal. It was like good, he's out of our hair. The reality is that he was still on the planet and he could still do damage, act like a complete bully/sociopath that he is and give the rest of the watching world a horrible image of Americans. I confess, he is nothing like most of us. And yes, there is the reality that he returned.
Moving is stressful. Years ago I was a Realtor and I recall a reprint from a trade journal that indicated that moving was one of the three most stressful events in life only behind death of a close family member and dissolution of a marriage. This move compound multiple elements of disfavor for my part. One is the move itself. I've never liked moving even if I was going someplace that I had a positive anticipation about. Second is the sale fo the house (which has not yet occurred) - but I had no interest in leaving this home anytime soon. I rise every day, drive to the same job I've worked for 30 years. I'm not an invalid, My mind is fully intact. I loved my home. Why would I want to sell it?
And last, I did not want to move in with another family member. I love my family but I also value autonomy. The house in not in a geographical area I wanted to live in. The house is much smaller, no basement. Between the humans and pets, it is cramped quarters. I feel like I moved into a Tiny House and I am not a Tiny House kind of guy. All this I confess increases the stress above and beyond that normally associated with moving.
Honestly, I feel somewhere between a refugee and an Expatriate who can't go back to his homeland. As long as we are confessing, I'll throw that in there too.
On a positive note, I have continued this month to submit work again. Getting back in the routine of Saturday Submissions. I confess that I know this is good and in a matter of time I will be back to getting somewhat regular new pieces of poetry published.
I confess that moving brings back memories. It is bound to. You find and reminisce over old snapshots, Watching a home empty out is like a time laps video o your life there. That alone uncorks emotions - aged and taking on flavors of the past.
I confess that I am excited that I will be work-shopping writing with some others from the Writer 2 Writer 2017 Spring Session. I'm as anxious to see everyone else's work as I am for them to see mine.
I confess that part is a little scary too.
This past week I had a scheduled Artist Date and I confess I need to be better about doing those. At least a couple times a month.
Over the weekend I enjoyed one of my wife's exquisite dishes that she learned from her grandmother, good old Polish Golumbki. I confess I could never tire of it.
It also occurred to me this weekend that June is about here and that means it is time for my annual Poetry Crush - Six Pack List. I confess I've had names swirling around and some will no doubt rise to the top and - there will be six of them. I guess you'll have to keep checking back until they are announced later in June. :-)
I feel totally confessed out. I can think of nothing more--
Until next time, stay safe! Enjoy life.
Sunday, August 09, 2015
Summertime & Reading = Poets Crush List Time
If you are looking for poets to read this summer I offer you my 2015 Poets Crush List. These are poets who I presently cannot get enough of. I haven't done a PCL since 2013 - for some reason I missed last year but here goes.... the envelope please. (these are in no special order because they are all special.
- Dean Young - I first met Dean Young in Kansas City as I was monitoring a Masters class at UMKC. I read is 2011 book Fall Higher and was very taken by the abstraction of his writing. I was further intrigued by the class which lead me to purchase his book, The Art Of Recklessness. A truly cerebral examination of the art of poetry. I still pick up these books and read from them from time to time.
- Sandra Beasley - I read Sandra's blog (Chicks Dig Poetry) for a number of years now. She is not near as active a blogger as she once was but I got to hear her read this spring in Minneapolis where she was a featured reader at AWP15. Upon returning home I read her book Theories on Falling. This dead to the purchase of I Was The Jukebox, and her most recent book Count The Waves. Her approach to the craft of poetry leaves you feeling excited.
- W.S. Merwin - This man is like one of the Deans of contemporary poetry. A national treasure that I return to reread frequently. He has historical ties to some many ineradicable poets who have since left us. I believe this must inform his work in some way. I own two books of his many. They are Migration and The Shadow of Sirius. His work feels very organic to me.
- Kelli Russell Agodon - wow! The energy, the inventiveness, Poet and Editor. She is co-editor of Two Sylvias Press which she claims happened as an accident, This Press is doing some magnificent things including but not limited to the Poet Tarot Cards. But that's not why Kelli is on this list. She has published one Chapbook and three poetry collections. All three noteworthy in my opinion. Letters From The Emily Dickinson Room, her second collection really resonated with me. So much so that as her third collection was about to be released I knew it would be good but could it top Letters. Well it did! Hourglass Museum was an adventure that rocked my world. It's a journey both through her museum between pages but a life study of what it means to be an artist/writer/poet! I wish all good things for her growing press, but I hop it never takes her away from her own writing.
- Marry Biddinger - Mary is another editor and writer. I saw her at AWP15 and have three of her books that have been very much to my liking and she has won me over as a fan of her work. The first Saint Monica and the second O Holy Insurgency grabbed my attention as they both were rooted in Catholic culture which I enjoyed. The most recent A Sunny Place with Adequate Water merged the pas and the present in surrealism.
- Jessica Smith - I can thank Jessica for my somewhat new interest in experimental poetry. I own two of her books, The Organic Furniture Cellar and her newest Life-List. Jessica is also a birder, which is pretty cool. I got an opportunity to meet her at AWP15 as well.
There you have it. If you have not read any of these poets or their books, there is still time to incorporate them into your summer reading.
Tuesday, April 02, 2013
Confession Tuesday - Poet Crush List Edition
Dear Reader:
It's been one Giants Baseball regular season game, 6 & a half innings of another, one NaPoWriMo poem and one one week since my last confession.
April is that cruel month when some of us inflict the agony of 30 poems in 30 days on ourselves. I confess that I've stepped knee deep into this madness again this year. Some years I avoid the pressure and other times I just plunge right in. This is a plunge year.
This month being National Poetry month I though it would be a good time to update my Poet Crush List. I started doing this some time back and I believe the last time I did it was like May of last year. So almost a year and being April I thought it would be a good time to revisit the Crush List and revise it. As writers, we are supposed to be all about revision aren't we?
So my Poet Crush list is comprised of ten living poets. If I would do this three or four times a year it would likely fluctuate back and forth like undulating waves coming ashore sometimes what's left behind is familiar and sometimes it's new. With that in mind I will give you the new list and my last list.
NEW LIST - April 2013
I Confess these poets rock my world!!!
It's been one Giants Baseball regular season game, 6 & a half innings of another, one NaPoWriMo poem and one one week since my last confession.
April is that cruel month when some of us inflict the agony of 30 poems in 30 days on ourselves. I confess that I've stepped knee deep into this madness again this year. Some years I avoid the pressure and other times I just plunge right in. This is a plunge year.
This month being National Poetry month I though it would be a good time to update my Poet Crush List. I started doing this some time back and I believe the last time I did it was like May of last year. So almost a year and being April I thought it would be a good time to revisit the Crush List and revise it. As writers, we are supposed to be all about revision aren't we?
So my Poet Crush list is comprised of ten living poets. If I would do this three or four times a year it would likely fluctuate back and forth like undulating waves coming ashore sometimes what's left behind is familiar and sometimes it's new. With that in mind I will give you the new list and my last list.
NEW LIST - April 2013
I Confess these poets rock my world!!!
- Mary Biddinger
- Dean Young
- John Ashbery
- Denise Duhamel (new to List)
- Kelli Russell Agodon
- Stephen Dunn (new to list)
- Sharon Olds
- Natasha D. Tretheway (new to List)
- Diane Ackerman (new to List)
- W. S. Merwin
PREVIOUS LIST - May 2012
I Confess these poets rocked my world last May
- W. S. Merwin
- James Richardson
- Sharon Olds
- Kelli Russell Agodon
- Dean Young
- John Ashbery
- Mary Biddinger
- Ada Limon
- Charles Simic
- Beth Ann Fennelly
Later this week, what makes these poets special...
Amen!
Tuesday, May 01, 2012
Confession Tuesday - Poet Crush List Edition
May Day, May Day!
Dear Reader:
Can you believe it’s May first already? It’s been a week
since my last confession and I have no idea where time is flying to this
year. Let’s get started.
So Poetry Month has come and gone. I confess that I did not write a poem a day. But I didn't fall off the NaPoWriMo band wagon because I never really go on it. Let's say I wrote a number of poetry drafts - some of which are keepers and I avoided the stress of the Poem-A-Day Rat Race. I confess that I have no shame about my approach this year.
So Poetry Month has come and gone. I confess that I did not write a poem a day. But I didn't fall off the NaPoWriMo band wagon because I never really go on it. Let's say I wrote a number of poetry drafts - some of which are keepers and I avoided the stress of the Poem-A-Day Rat Race. I confess that I have no shame about my approach this year.
It’s been about six months since I’ve done a Poet Crush
list so today’s confession is a good point in which to reassess the members of
my ten person list. (see last list here) I’ve actually given
this some thought for several days now. The thought process goes something like
this…
·
If I’m stuck in a writer’s funk, who are the
poets I go to over and over and read for a jump start with some inspiration?
·
What poets am I likely to find on my night stand
on any given night?
·
Who do I often refer to persons who ask, “Who
should I read next?”
·
Whose body of work do I most like to read for shear
enjoyment?
·
What poets would I like to pick their brain over
lunch or dinner?
·
If I hear the word poet or poetry who are the
first to come to my mind?
Invariably application of the above will produce repeat
poetry practitioners and those ten who most often repeat in these categories
represent my poetry “crushes.”
I would say this list is often in flux. I suppose I could reassess monthly its members but I think a six month checkup is probably often enough.
I would say this list is often in flux. I suppose I could reassess monthly its members but I think a six month checkup is probably often enough.
So here it is… I confess these ten poets currently
comprise my Poet Crush List.
1.
W.S. Merwin
2.
James Richardson (new to list)
3.
Sharon Olds
5.
Dean Young (new to list)
6.
John Ashbery
7.
Mary Biddinger (new to list)
9.
Ada Limon
Note: these appear
in no special order - Also , these are all living poets. I could do a dead poet crush list too, maybe I will.
So who are your poet crushes?
So who are your poet crushes?
Saturday, October 29, 2011
My Top 10 Living Poets Crush List~
So yesterday I announced a new poet (new to me) to teeter on that threshold of my current favorite poets list. Admittedly it's a list new that is somewhat in flux due to my changing experiences, mood, exposure to new poetry material and poets. Sometimes poets may move on or off the list in a slow subtle fashion than at other times the shift may be more swift and dramatic.
So I've thought about his yesterday off and on - even between pitches during the World Series. What constitutes my say top ten poet crushes currently. Crush being defined here as poets whose work rises to a heightened level of admiration that exceeds the normal limits one expects of most other poets. A person on the poet crush list is someone you would drive miles out of your way to get to a reading. You likely own multiple titles of their work or would if you could. You would prefer a hard copy to that is signed then some impersonal ebook pdf. You would love to have lunch with them and pick their brain about anything poetry related. A copy of their work could likely be found on your night stand. -That my friend, is my definition of a poet crush. Perhaps you would use different criteria - I'd be interested to know your criteria.
With that in mind I give you my current top 10 Living Poets Crush List ( in no particular order):
* NOTE~ As I look over this list I'm wondering just how many years of writing experience these 10 poets have accumulated?
So I've thought about his yesterday off and on - even between pitches during the World Series. What constitutes my say top ten poet crushes currently. Crush being defined here as poets whose work rises to a heightened level of admiration that exceeds the normal limits one expects of most other poets. A person on the poet crush list is someone you would drive miles out of your way to get to a reading. You likely own multiple titles of their work or would if you could. You would prefer a hard copy to that is signed then some impersonal ebook pdf. You would love to have lunch with them and pick their brain about anything poetry related. A copy of their work could likely be found on your night stand. -That my friend, is my definition of a poet crush. Perhaps you would use different criteria - I'd be interested to know your criteria.
With that in mind I give you my current top 10 Living Poets Crush List ( in no particular order):
- W. S. Merwin
- Sharon Olds
- Beth Ann Fennelly
- Ruth Stone
- Charles Simic
- Kelli Russell Agodon
- Donald Hall
- John Ashbery
- Ada Limon
- Katrina Vandenberg
* NOTE~ As I look over this list I'm wondering just how many years of writing experience these 10 poets have accumulated?
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