Alan Cordle is saddened. He is lamenting the number of people who are coming to the site that last week he quit, but like a smoker with deeply stained nicotine hands he simply could not so easily walk away from it. He asks, "Why didn't you care enough to be a part of this during the past year when you could have joined? What's the attraction of coming here now? Am I the car wreck on the side of the interstate?
Is Alan really wanting us to answer that question? I think he know the answer. He is in fact very much a part of a wreckage that is scattered across the poetry landscape and there remain many bodies yet to be covered.
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Poetry Month Quote - April 23
"To see the Summer Sky Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -True Poems flee." ~Emily Dickinson
Friday, April 22, 2005
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Alan Cordle - Foetry & The NY TIMES
NY Times said he's through - done - finished (for now) but look here it's the guest that won't go home. Alan Cordle apparently has had a change of heart. Though I gather there are those who question if he has one, or what exactly it is that run through those ice-cold veins of his.
Anyway, this saga (Foetry) has not gone away.
Anyway, this saga (Foetry) has not gone away.
Poetry Month Quote - April 21
[P]oets are masters of us ordinary men, in knowledge of the mind, because they drink at streams which we have not yet made accessible to science. ~Sigmund Freud
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Poetry Month Quote - April 20
Poets aren't very useful because they aren't consumeful or very produceful.~Ogden Nash
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
In the Square
A kite tail of smoke,
Color not insignificant,
Danced-
Tugged the emotional strings
And reached deep down to pull
Cheers by the boot straps
From tens of thousands
Who stood watching
With larynx seated on edge.
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