November 2010

{LMC}: Talking With the Tyrant

The Literary Magazine Club has a UStream channel. Head on over and join the chat. You can login with Twitter, Facebook, OpenID or a Ustream account and then you can ask Gian all the burning questions you have about NY Tyrant 3.2, and well, anything else.

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November 4th, 2010 / 7:45 pm

Marcotte on West

Here is my working theory of Kanye West: Many years ago, he won the love of some ancient god that no one believes in anymore. When he rejected the affections of this god, he was cursed. Though he would continue to find fame and fortune, he would also be unable to resist a very specific situation. Whenever people gathered together and there was some elephant in the room composed of bullshit that everyone was dutifully ignoring, West would be compelled to open his mouth and say something, and in a style that implies he was the only one who didn’t realize that it wasn’t socially acceptable to speak truth right at this moment. And despite his truth-saying abilities, he would be shunned. Whatever he said would be blown way out of proportion, as if it was the most hurtful thing ever. He would be forced to retreat to Twitter and wonder aloud why he’s cursed in just this way.

“Kanye West is the Cassandra of our Troy” by Amanda Marcotte

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November 4th, 2010 / 7:24 pm

5 vanish cat and countercat

11. The “Star Whackers” are a group of assassins who hunt down and kill Hollywood celebrities. Q: Where do we donate?

2. Before her cure, she was holed up in her château dictating one much-worked-on line a day to Andréa, who would type it up. Then they would start uncorking cheap Bordeaux and she’d drink two glasses, vomit, then continue on till she’d drunk as many as nine liters and would pass out. She could no longer walk, or scarcely. She said she drank because she knew God did not exist. Her very sympathetic doctor would visit her almost daily and offer to take her to the hospital, but only if she wanted to live. She seemed undecided for a long time but at last she opted for life since she was determined to finish a book that she’d already started and was very keen about.

1414. Soft Skull Press is sort of dead, I guess.

9. The correct number of beer (s) to drink before a public reading? (You are reading.)

5. I didn’t know The S.C.U.M (Society for Cutting Up Men) manifesto was online. It is. Here you go:

It is now technically feasible to reproduce without the aid of males (or, for that matter, females) and to produce only females. We must begin immediately to do so.

Women, in other words, don’t have penis envy; men have pussy envy.

SCUM will couple-bust — barge into mixed (male-female) couples, wherever they are, and bust them up.

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November 4th, 2010 / 5:38 pm

Being Andy Devine

Along with the great discussion about how to read Andy Devine’s work in the LMC (which, really, is just cool), today at Electric Literature’s blog, Julia Jackson posts a write-up about Being Andy Devine, Andy’s tour across the states. Next stop, Solar Anus.

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November 4th, 2010 / 3:32 pm

The Measure of Excellence

Over at Luna Park, David Backer wrote an open letter to the the online literary community where he says:

I had an idea recently that I want to ask you about. What do you think of having a quantitative award for literature on the Internet? The award would be given to particular stories/poems/pieces that get the most page-views.

The prize could have a website too that would rank stories in real time to see what people are reading. It would be a breathing comparative analytic constantly updating publicly like the schedule board in a train station.

It’s popular to say literary awards don’t matter. It’s the writing that matters and the pleasure or satisfaction we derive from writing that matters. If we’re nominated for an award, we say it is just an honor to be nominated. When we lose, we say it was just an honor to be nominated. If we’re not nominated we say awards don’t matter, we don’t care, it’s the writing that matters, we’re happy for those writers who were nominated.

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November 4th, 2010 / 12:49 pm

Today in Class

The Definition of a Prose Poem

For the definition of a prose poem, as defined by my poetry class, see above. The class paired up with one prose poem per pair and, based on just that one poem, wrote a prose poetry manifesto (we read poems by Edson, Simic, Hass, Tate, Forché, Mullen, Bowman, Emanuel–most, but not all, from Great American Prose Poems). Funny to write a manifesto since we’d just read Russell Edson’s feelings on theorizing. Of the L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E poetry movement, Edson has said they are, “like painters who, instead of painting, spend their days smelling their brushes and easels thinking that a new age is about to dawn.” Of course, that kind of talk is always tinged with a little hypocrisy; there’s always a theory of writing. Maybe the difference is writing out of theory versus writing into theory. Age-old argument, really. Edson has this to say of his proses in his essay, “Portrait of the Writer as a Fat Man”:

A piece of writing must not only have the logic of language, but the logic of composition. Automatic writing doesn’t begin anyplace, and doesn’t end anyplace. It’s like a digestive system without a defined mouth or an asshole…. [My work] is not automatic writing. It’s looking for the shape of thought more than the particulars of the little narrative…. My pieces, when they work, though full of odd happenings, win the argument against disorder through the logic of language and a compositional wholeness. So my ideal prose poem is a small, complete work, utterly logical within its own madness. This is different than surrealism, which usually takes the commonplace and makes it strange, and leaves it there.

I’d say Edson has a theory, though I think he’s almost been forced to explicate it because he so naturally gravitated toward a way of writing (don’t call it a form! It is a form!) that flummoxes so many people.

Sarah Manguso’s 2004 essay in The Believer, “Why the Reader of Good Prose Poems is Never Sad,” is a great piece on prose poetry in general and Edson, who really is the father (grandfather?) “American prose poet,” in particular. Models of the Universe is a great anthology for a larger history of the prose poem, going back to Aloysius Bertrand’s 1842 book, Gaspar de la Nuit. And for interesting discussions and prose poem samples by contemporary prose poets, The Rose Metal Press Field Guide to Prose Poetry is good.

So we did prose poetry. Student poems were interesting and wacky, wordy and experimental. As you can see by the chalkboard, our definition of the prose poem does not employ brevity, though we did find lots of interconnected “ways of writing” the prose poem. “The poem sounds like it was shat out” is probably my favorite.

Up next: micro-reviews of contemporary poetry collections/magazines from my students.

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November 4th, 2010 / 11:46 am

Geography Thursdays #9: Yellowstone is a Volcano

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November 4th, 2010 / 8:40 am

“Write what you know” is the worst variety of bullshit.

Andy Rooney finally gets online

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November 3rd, 2010 / 7:56 pm

After the Shya Scanlon interview, me and he (interviewer and interviewee) were thinking a little about it and wondering about how to make the posts a little more like the beginning of a conversation instead of the end of one. What do folks think about Roxane’s comment-bound discussion idea? When one of us interviews someone, would you like it if we asked our subjects if they would be willing to schedule some time to interact with commenters after the interview is posted?