http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2007/12/ear-drums/ A blog from the Poetry Foundation where contemporary poets debate classic and contemporary poetry from America and around the world. Sun, 14 Mar 2010 16:03:31 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2007/12/ear-drums/#comment-1934 Mary Meriam Sun, 02 Dec 2007 17:01:54 +0000 http://pf/harriet/?p=555#comment-1934 Hear, hear! What a delightful post. (I hope your baby feels better.) This blogging is fun - I already found a use elsewhere for my Wu Tsao story. I live so deep in the country, it's rare to hear even an airplane overhead. I have no TV, no iPod, and inside and outside my house, there is usually delicious silence. This makes it easier to pay attention with all the senses. (hm, that sounds like the philosophy of something, but I swear I don't know what.) So when I do listen to music or readings of poems, it's like a glass of cold water when you're thirsty. But more than that, it seems that I understand more all the time about what I'm hearing. And when I enjoy what I'm listening to, the pleasure is as palpable as a bowl of soup when you're hungry. All of which reminds me (and may be neither here nor there) that in terms of finding inspiration for thinking or writing about poems, I often prefer reading art, architecture, and music criticism, rather than lit crit. Hear, hear! What a delightful post. (I hope your baby feels better.) This blogging is fun – I already found a use elsewhere for my Wu Tsao story. I live so deep in the country, it’s rare to hear even an airplane overhead. I have no TV, no iPod, and inside and outside my house, there is usually delicious silence. This makes it easier to pay attention with all the senses. (hm, that sounds like the philosophy of something, but I swear I don’t know what.) So when I do listen to music or readings of poems, it’s like a glass of cold water when you’re thirsty. But more than that, it seems that I understand more all the time about what I’m hearing. And when I enjoy what I’m listening to, the pleasure is as palpable as a bowl of soup when you’re hungry. All of which reminds me (and may be neither here nor there) that in terms of finding inspiration for thinking or writing about poems, I often prefer reading art, architecture, and music criticism, rather than lit crit.

]]> http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2007/12/ear-drums/#comment-1933 Mary Meriam Sun, 02 Dec 2007 17:00:18 +0000 http://pf/harriet/?p=555#comment-1933 Hear, hear! What a delightful post. (I hope your baby feels better.) This blogging is fun - I already found a use elsewhere for my Wu Tsao story. I live so deep in the country, it's rare to hear even an airplane overhead. I have no TV, no iPod, and inside and outside my house, there is usually delicious silence. This makes it easier to pay attention with all the senses. (hm, that sounds like the philosophy of something, but I swear I don't know what.) So when I do listen to music or readings of poems, it's like a glass of cold water when you're thirsty. But more than that, it seems that I understand more all the time about what I'm hearing. And when I enjoy what I'm listening to, the pleasure is as palpable as a bowl of soup when you're hungry. All of which reminds me (and may be neither here nor there) that in terms of finding inspiration for thinking or writing about poems, I often prefer reading art, architecture, and music criticism, rather than lit crit. Hear, hear! What a delightful post. (I hope your baby feels better.) This blogging is fun – I already found a use elsewhere for my Wu Tsao story. I live so deep in the country, it’s rare to hear even an airplane overhead. I have no TV, no iPod, and inside and outside my house, there is usually delicious silence. This makes it easier to pay attention with all the senses. (hm, that sounds like the philosophy of something, but I swear I don’t know what.) So when I do listen to music or readings of poems, it’s like a glass of cold water when you’re thirsty. But more than that, it seems that I understand more all the time about what I’m hearing. And when I enjoy what I’m listening to, the pleasure is as palpable as a bowl of soup when you’re hungry. All of which reminds me (and may be neither here nor there) that in terms of finding inspiration for thinking or writing about poems, I often prefer reading art, architecture, and music criticism, rather than lit crit.

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