Joe Weil

Georg Trakl in Plato’s Republic

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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Poetry, like music, like dance, might be defined as the precision of ecstasy, and the ecstasy of precision, an ecstatic precision, and measured ecstasy.

The Origins of My Reading Life

by Joe Weil Arts & Society
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I pass the cemetery in Elizabeth where all the revolutionary war heroes have a mixer with the homeless. I am vast. A book is under my coat. The stars are out.

Lists and Parataxis: A primer for those who want it

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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Whitman has more listings than an anal retentive suburbanite.

TRICK VESSELS by Andre Bagoo

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The poems of Trick Vessels are not the imposed order and false certainties of neo-conservatism, but an embracing of the power and force of night through the spell casting power of language–the magic that does not destroy uncertainty but which gives it value, and purpose.

The Book of Knowledge

by Joe Weil The Other
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So, thus far, I am both annoyed and delighted all at once, and I have a sneaking suspicion the poet would not mind that I be both annoyed (or irritated/agitated like a clam) and delighted all at once.

A Primer on Writing and Imagery (for those who want it)

by Joe Weil The Other
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You will hear in workshops: “Show, don’t tell,” but that’s a bunch of malarkey. It should be: “Show what tells.”

What Is This Thing Called Free Verse? (A primer for those who want it)

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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Poets want to get away with murder.

Notes and jottings for a work on the evolution of intuition and sensation in modernist / post-modernist poetry

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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No motion has she now, no force / she neither hears nor sees

Phronesis and Redux

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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Whim as a form of virtue, constancy as grace.

Contemplation on Mercy

by Joe Weil Arts & Society
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Mercy, unlike good manners or social nicety, can exist in hell.

Freedom and The Arts

by Joe Weil Arts & Society
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When I was young, I wanted to stain the world with my permanence which is why, I suppose I became a poet.

On a Flannel Shirt, Which I am Grateful for

by Joe Weil Arts & Society
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My dad dresses like Jack Kerouac–or, rather, Jack Kerouac, and Jackson Pollack, and all those guys dress like my dad: working clothes, work boots. The difference is my father doesn’t write novels. he works 12 hour days in a paper factory, comes home to throw the ball around with me, is sometimes so tired that he falls asleep eating supper at the kitchen table.

Poetry Monk

by Joe Weil Arts & Society
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Sometimes I no longer desire to teach the way I have been teaching–not because I am ungrateful, but because I wish to do a fair day’s work.

How I Stumbled Into Teaching In The Arts

by Joe Weil Arts & Society
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I can talk to kids all day. They interest me. They will never pretend to like you. For that I am forever grateful.

Learning from Arbitrary Grids

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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We can enter a poem in an almost limitless number of ways–through its imagery, its social underpinnings, its meaning, its rhythms, its sentence structure, its line breaks.

Poetry Editing: A Rubric

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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After writing a poem (never during or before the poem), ask yourself these questions.

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