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I create the whole universe blink by blink

by Evan Hansen
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I understood that, finally and absolutely, I alone exist. All the rest, I saw, is merely what pushes me, or what I push against, blindly—as blindly as all that is not myself pushes back. I create the whole universe blink by blink… “The world resists me and I resist the world,” I said. “That’s all […]

The Best Advice: “Admit them, admit them.”

by Samantha Zighelboim Poetry and Poetics
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Song of a Man Who Has Come Through Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time. If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me! If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift! If […]

it is easier to think what Poetry should be than to write it

by Zachary Pace Poetry and Poetics

From the letters of John Keats:

“I am certain of nothing but of the holiness of the Heart’s affections and the truth of Imagination—What the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth—whether it existed before or not—for I have the same Idea of all our Passions as of Love they are all in their sublime, creative of essential Beauty.”

“I scarcely remember counting upon any Happiness—I look not for it if it be not in the present hour—nothing startles me beyond the Moment.”

“The faint conceptions I have of Poems to come brings the blood frequently into my forehead.”

“Man should not dispute or assert but whisper results to his neighbor, and thus by every germ of Spirit sucking the Sap from mould ethereal every human might become great. and Humanity instead of being a wide heath of Fuse and Briars with here and there a remote Oak or Pine, would become a grand democracy of Forest Trees.”

“… what quality went to form a Man of Achievement especially in Literature and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously—I mean Negative Capability, that is when man is capable of being in uncertainties, Mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason—”

“I have an idea that a Man might pass a very pleasant life in this manner—let him on any certain day read a certain Page of full Poesy or distilled Prose and let him wander with it, and must upon it, and dream upon it—until it becomes stale—but when will it do so? Never—”

“I think Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by Singularity—it should strike the reader as a working of his own highest thoughts . . . but it is easier to think what Poetry should be than to write it—”

“Ethereal things may at least be thus real, divided under three heads—Things real—things semireal—and no things—Things real—such as existences of Sun Moon and Stars and passages of Shakespeare—Things semireal such as Love, the Clouds &c which require a greeting of the Spirit to make them wholly exist—and Nothings which are made Great and dignified by an ardent pursuit.”

Anton Chekhov’s Letter to Dmitry V. Grigorovich

by Sarah V. Schweig

(The elderly novelist to whom this letter is addressed won his reputation in the middle of the century and was thus a survivor of the Golden Age of Russian literature.  He had written to young Chekhov, with whom he was not acquainted, hailing him as the outstanding writer of his generation and urging him to […]

Deborah Landau

by Ben Pease Poetry and Poetics
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Open the post to see the full text of each poem and a multitude of links about stuff that came up in the interview!

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Interview made possible by Scattered Rhymes and listeners like you.

“Waltz with Sticks” by Genevieve Burger-Weiser

by THEthe Poetry Blog Editors Poems of the Week

[Poem of the Week: 4/19/2010]

Performance and Poetry: A Conversation with poets Adele Kenny, Tom Healy and Joe Weil

by THEthe Poetry Blog Editors Poetry and Poetics
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Terrible Eyes: On a Newly Discovered Photograph of Arthur Rimbaud

by Adam Fitzgerald The Other

I followed deadpan Rivers down and down,
And knew my haulers had let go the ropes.
Whooping redskins took my men as targets
And nailed them nude to technicolour posts.

Like Tennyson

by Alina Gregorian
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words, like weeds

All the People of the Universe (An interview with Dorothea Lasky)

by Ben Fama The Other
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To sum up our tryptych of posts for Dorothea Lasky, I present a brief and delicious interview

It’s [nearly] a summer day

by Zachary Pace Poetry and Poetics
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So we are taking off our masks, are we, and keeping
our mouths shut? as if we’d been pierced by a glance!

Some Sort of Truth: Dorothea Lasky’s BLACK LIFE Hurts Like Joy

by Lonely Christopher Reviews & Interviews
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Dorothea Lasky is a poet of petulant grace. The particular way she does is she carves into the alphabet for poetry’s hurtfully buried, metastasized epiphanies of black life. Thence comes the fragments of jagged wonder she strings together to decorate her verse with pretty conflict. Her wonder (love and awe) is heavy and plain, stilted […]

Incantations: Michael S. Harper, A Love Supreme

by Micah Towery Art
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NOTE: In lieu of Grossman today, I’m posting a short essay I wrote on Michael S. Harper’s poem “Dear John, Dear Coltrane” for one of my classes back at Hunter’s MFA program. Listen to the following as you read: A Love Supreme It is almost impossible to read Michael S. Harper and not feel as though […]

Dorothea Lasky’s POETRY IS NOT A PROJECT or Cutting More Lines in the Cosmic Divide

by Ben Fama Art
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Dorothea Lasky’s POETRY IS NOT A PROJECT made huge waves when debuted at this years AWP.

As I’m writing This I’m drinking Earl Grey. Hot.

by Bianca Stone The Other
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Recently I have begun the epic adventure of watching a series after its time on television. This means many hours of sitting in front of a screen, not having to watch commercials or wait a week, or a year, to see how it all unfolds. Often times when you should be writing the greatest poem […]

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