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temperance14) wrote2010-05-27 12:38 am
temperance14) wrote2010-05-27 12:38 am
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One other note
It's late, but I know I'll not post this.
On Tues night, I went through archives of old shows, to see how he handled amateur poets. I frankly wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. Presumed brief intro, read the poem, done.
When I got there, Prof said there would be my reading, poetry, and 15 minutes of conversation.
Well, actually, it was my reading, some musical interludes, and 15 minutes of conversation. Eep.
Bless the man, as I entered the studio, he was playing Roethke reading his own piece, "I Knew a Woman", a huge favorite of mine. Oddly, I felt Roethke read it too seriously--I read it as a whimsical, humorous, sexy characterization. Boy...that screws up my essay's theory!
But, back to mulling: I now wish I could have read more poetry. I have only one other piece of my own in the backpack...I leave that for another bistro night. But I would have read the poems of others:
Roethke's poem would have been the obvious choice (its first line is the epigraph to my poem);
"Wilfred Owen's Photographs" by Ted Hughes (almost impossible to find on the internet);
"Blue Monday", by Diane Wakowski, which I've linked in a prior LJ post. Beautiful fugue.
Or, choosing from the April issue of Poetry: Adam Kirsch, Emily Warn, or Randall Mann (although I'm sure that last would have sounded odd).
off to bed.
On Tues night, I went through archives of old shows, to see how he handled amateur poets. I frankly wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. Presumed brief intro, read the poem, done.
When I got there, Prof said there would be my reading, poetry, and 15 minutes of conversation.
Well, actually, it was my reading, some musical interludes, and 15 minutes of conversation. Eep.
Bless the man, as I entered the studio, he was playing Roethke reading his own piece, "I Knew a Woman", a huge favorite of mine. Oddly, I felt Roethke read it too seriously--I read it as a whimsical, humorous, sexy characterization. Boy...that screws up my essay's theory!
But, back to mulling: I now wish I could have read more poetry. I have only one other piece of my own in the backpack...I leave that for another bistro night. But I would have read the poems of others:
Roethke's poem would have been the obvious choice (its first line is the epigraph to my poem);
"Wilfred Owen's Photographs" by Ted Hughes (almost impossible to find on the internet);
"Blue Monday", by Diane Wakowski, which I've linked in a prior LJ post. Beautiful fugue.
Or, choosing from the April issue of Poetry: Adam Kirsch, Emily Warn, or Randall Mann (although I'm sure that last would have sounded odd).
off to bed.
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Also, in looking that one up, I rediscovered his The Waking, which I'd loved in college (mostly because of the first line...I am not a perky early bird and parodied this thing endlessly). It has a lot more to it 20 years later.
You have a lovely radio voice, btw.
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Yes, there are poems that 10 to 20 years later make you think, "oooo yeah, now I get it".
And thank you!!