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  • Rookie Marcy Jarvis (11/2/2005 12:17:00 PM) Post reply | Read 5 replies
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    It's some kind of brain washing thing, right? Like they pair you up with your doppelganger from history, right? Like Max is next to Tristan Tzara (LOL) and I'm sandwiched between H.D. and Wendell Berry.

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  • Rookie - 7 Points Max Reif (11/2/2005 11:15:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    For your info: some of 'us' are among the most popular poets in history (the '500 Most Popular Poets' list) . Mary Nagy, for example (as I notified her last night) is #280, while *Homer* clocks in at 285! Lamont is somewhere in the 300s I think. A lot of the Forum crowd is there. Oh, and that great poet, 'Anonymous' is at 248, I think. Or is it 348? The most popular of 'us' I could find was...HERBERT, at 176!

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    • Rookie - 7 Points Michael Shepherd (11/3/2005 4:29:00 AM) Post reply

      Credit where credit's due, Max: our three Aussies, Jerry, Herbert, and Allan, are way ahead in the honours list: Jerry's been up there in the 70s for a long time, and rightly so. Hours before you and ... more

  • Rookie Nescher Pyscher (11/2/2005 9:38:00 AM) Post reply | Read 3 replies

    I'm just popping my head in to say hello.

    : : Waves: :


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  • Rookie Michael Shepherd (11/2/2005 9:28:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    I clicked on a 'News Headline'on the home page today to read the Ted Kooser item (to taunt Lamont with, was the second reason...) . I've complained before about the media who don't let you read the news item without subscribing to the online Yukon Mercury or Kerala Times (which is pretty with-it though) .
    In this case the Manhattan Messenger, for God's sake, didn't even ask me to subscribe - it just told me I was not authorised to read it. If anyone else is fuming as I am (and if they pay PH for this slot, then PH is defrauding them...) , would they moan to PH mgt, as I have?

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  • Rookie Michael Shepherd (11/2/2005 6:50:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    I'm tempted in my cynical way, to comment on the Winters Wonderland: tonight we go to the Met to be transported by that aria about art and love sung by Tosca, victimised by political circumstances (...) . Tomorrow we need a plumber, quick as shit. He charges a friggin' fortune for his services. Next week he takes his Significant Udder to the Met on the proceeds -yes, even he has the Highlights DVD; we stay home and forget that next planned visit to the Met...

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    • Rookie Max Reif (11/2/2005 11:19:00 AM) Post reply

      I just read that Winters poem. I rather liked the contrasting atmospheres. I can see the Marxist (thought you wrote Max at first, then saw it was Marx) influence, but I don't feel it intrudes. The pro ... more

    • Rookie Poetry Hound (11/2/2005 7:06:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      Shep, you are the king of wit around here. I think this comment of yours just begs for a poem by you.

  • Rookie Michael Shepherd (11/2/2005 6:38:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    OK kids, did I hear the bell for the end of playground break? Back to our study of Anne Winters' poem..you can google it read by the poet, or another if you subscribe to the NY Times and Real player... and google the article on Slate about her under her name, which is a good way in to her world.

    She's a great describer, mostly of the Manhattan scene. But she's also twinning this with an old-guard Marxist agenda, so she sets up this poem as Undeserved Wealth flaunting its furs and jewels (aw c'mon Annie, have you smelt the working class in the cheaper Met seats?) supported by the toiling working class down there in the schist (!) .
    So there's a point in the poem where a Shakespeare or a Tolstoy would have raised the view of humanity, where Marx kicks in.

    However well worth reading she is, and dare I say, better than some of the kids working their way through cliche to poetry on this site, or should I say, the scum who deserve to be fluoridated outasite?

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  • Rookie - 150 Points Poetry Hound (11/2/2005 5:58:00 AM) Post reply | Read 6 replies

    Thanks for your concern. Just wanted to clear that up.

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  • Rookie - 150 Points Poetry Hound (11/2/2005 5:55:00 AM) Post reply

    My comment that Coates’ poem was better than most of the poetry posted here was not mean or insulting towards any individual poet here. But I do think most of the daily avalanche of poetry posted here is unimaginative and cliché. So what else is new?

  • Rookie Herbert Nehrlich1 (11/2/2005 2:30:00 AM) Post reply | Read 4 replies

    Thought of the day:
    'What luck for rulers, that men do not think.' - Adolph Hitler

    Vulcano Haines (jr)

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    • Rookie Herbert Nehrlich1 (11/2/2005 6:09:00 AM) Post reply

      No. I am not trying to be irritating at all. Chomping at the bit I will leave to others but methinks that where Coates/England is welcome one can post anything. It will always be an improvement. I did ... more

    • Rookie Poetry Hound (11/2/2005 5:48:00 AM) Post reply

      Wow, unless you're intentionally trying to be irritating, I think you might consider giving this subject a rest. I do not detect a chomping at the bit among poets for more discussion on fluoridation.

    • Rookie Herbert Nehrlich1 (11/2/2005 4:54:00 AM) Post reply

      It was written under the influences and pressures of fighting two battles on fluoridation. One in the state of Queensland, the other in Bellingham, Washington the latter has made the pages of Time mag ... more

    • Rookie Michael Shepherd (11/2/2005 4:43:00 AM) Post reply

      Well, that needs a context.

  • Rookie - 150 Points Poetry Hound (11/2/2005 2:02:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Here is a poem by Anne Winters, who just won the $25,000 Lenore Marshall Prize for the year's best poetry book.

    Tosca With Man in Bedrock

    The Met's first winter broadcast, Tosca, amberized
    in her ivory court dress, lets fall
    one by one the pure drops of the Vissi d'Arte,
    while the cantilevered mezzanine, underlit,
    bright-eyed in its nests of stoles and fur tippets, hangs
    breathless … Straight down, past sallow platforms, sewer
    outfalls and steam lines, the man in the bedrock
    sidesteps in his worklamp's flattened yellow,

    spools out more wire, lowers his radio probe
    to the back of a rust-ridged centenary main
    fed by watersheds in the still half glacial Catskills—

    and hears, through bellcurves of pings, each note
    rebound off his shaft of preCambrian schist. Grey, void—
    the Manhattan Schist, laid down too early for fossils.

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    • Rookie - 150 Points Poetry Hound (11/2/2005 6:31:00 AM) Post reply

      I have no idea if this is considered one of her best. I just found it on Slate. But your analysis is intriguing. What I liked about it is the contrast of the earthly opera at the surface and the ping ... more

    • Rookie - 150 Points Michael Shepherd (11/2/2005 5:36:00 AM) Post reply

      So why did you post it anyway, PoHo? Is it an example of her best work? If I understand it correcly, it's a kinda outside-space-time comment on Manhattan? In which case the Met isn't the example I wou ... more

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