Joe Salerno

How the 90s Went

by Joe Weil Arts & Society
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As I recall people thought muffins were good for you at the beginning of the 90s, and bad for you by the end of the 90s.

The Ruined American Male: Robert Creeley

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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A sort of mystical reticence which, to tin ears, seems non-existent, but is the gobbled and cobbled and ruined talk of the American male.

It’s Getting On Towards Winter: Reflections on Joe Salerno and Some Friends

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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I try to tell my students that professionalism can be murderous. It can not offer what poetry truly has to give. It can succeed at the level of men, but it can not fail at the level of the truly profound and meaningful pact we make with love, beyond, and perhaps, because of our futility.

How to Ransack a Poem for Parts, Part II

by Joe Weil Poetry and Poetics
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Voice cannot be ransacked because true voice, unlike tone, may be inconsistent within its range of indicators. The ability to play a modulating voice against a consistent tone is a deep mystery of poetics—especially of what we might call the conversational poem.