Comments on: Poetry primer for the polls

By: Kent Johnson

Kent Johnson — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 19:14:57 +0000

Don,
Well, that’s a good, reasonable question.
But it seems that knowing something about the poetic tastes (dare one say “sophistication”?) of our political leaders might provide some useful information to poets in the winding, never ending process of figuring the ways poetical address may interface with political gesture.
That’s awkwardly put. But something like that?
Kent

By: Don Share

Don Share — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 18:15:43 +0000

Um, but what would we do with and/or conclude from that exciting information, Kent?

By: Kent Johnson

Kent Johnson — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 17:43:16 +0000

There’s still time for Poetry MagazIne to poll the new President, Cabinet, and Senate on favorite poets! (see suggestion above).
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/02/books/review/Meacham-t.html?_r=1&oref=slogin
Kent

By: Don Share

Don Share — Fri, 31 Oct 2008 14:56:31 +0000

OK, check out these these interesting suggestions! John, I'm going to go out on a limb and suggest Thomas Sayers Ellis's "Skin, Inc."

By: john

john — Wed, 29 Oct 2008 20:28:50 +0000

Any predictions as to which contemporary poets are going to have lines showing up as titles of Senators’ autobiographies 90 years from now?
Any proposals for autobio titles from lines of contemporary poetry?

By: john

john — Wed, 29 Oct 2008 17:22:27 +0000

Saw in the supermarket yesterday that Biden’s autobiography’s title is a quote from 20th century American poetry: “Promises to Keep.”

By: Don Share

Don Share — Wed, 29 Oct 2008 16:21:21 +0000

Ah, yes, that would be Carlton Fitchett, whose news-rhymes were collected in a book, Rimes Of a Reporter, published back in the forties.

By: Idahoeditor

Idahoeditor — Wed, 29 Oct 2008 14:23:56 +0000

Seattle P-I Opinions Page Editor Mark Trahant is writing daily four-line poetry off the news…in the tradition of a guy named Fitch or Fitchett who wrote news-related poems for the P-I in the 1940s.
You can get them via Trahant’s tweets.

By: Bradley Paul

Bradley Paul — Tue, 28 Oct 2008 16:17:13 +0000

For Barack Obama: The same poem I’d suggest to any new leader (assuming the polls are right): Shakespeare’s Sonnet 94, “They that have power to hurt, and will do none…” Hopefully, in moving others, he is himself as stone, and to temptation slow; hopefully he is not a lily that festers.
For Joe Biden: Wordworth’s “Elegiac Stanzas.” Perhaps, in the speaker’s intellectual development that comes from the tragic loss of a loved one, he would find a kindred spirit.
For John McCain: Julio Cortázar’s “Instructions on How to Wind a Watch.” Fear will rust all the rubies.
For Sarah Palin: Barbara Guest’s “Moscow Mansions.” Because she wouldn’t have to buy the book; she could just see it from her house.
And to the outgoing W.: Wilfred Owens’ “Apologia Pro Poemate Meo.” Those men are worth his tears; he is not worth their merriment.

By: Desmond Swords

Desmond Swords — Tue, 28 Oct 2008 09:13:39 +0000

. now i aint sayin Bernie aint the biggest
bernie aint the best, chuck just do B yall
yah? gawd yeah Bernie, coz i know
i have been to the mountain top of Croaghaun
county Mayo – on Achill island and gazed
200 feet below down sheer cliff, second
highest on the continent i’m on here
and hurled from Slievmore’s tip and seen
the promised land of tir na og now Bernie
Ormskirk, Bohola Achill Macroom Amergin
and i aint sayin it’s gonna be easy, aint
sayin it’s gonna be rough, just that in love
Hope will rise and the wise seer of a bono
faced honey mouthed god of poetry, Ogma
in the mob with fintan’s salomon of knowledge
bradán feasa in the boyhood deeds of Fionn,
crane bags – ancient hags and the hawk of Achill
swirls above the sod — and i aint gonna say read
this mister, aijnt gonna say take that beauty
queen, king, prince and ploghman, we all gotta
get along daddio, so maybe, maybe, the one
American bard who fits the lot
The Symphoney (An Edited Extraction)
And Love heard poor-folk cry,
Humanity sighing and ever sweet faith
Hooded, death-defying,
The innocent child’s implicit wisdom,
But never a trader’s gloss, slavery, knaving
Or lying.
Gods’ harmony will then be heard,
Though long deferred, though long deferred:
Over modern waste a dove has whirred:
When Music is Love in search of a word.
Sidney Lanier – love and peace – gra agus siochain
i love you Charles Bernstein, in the strictly professional sense
you too Milan Gagnon, of course you have gags
pallin round with beauty and brains, the talented and stunningly intelligent
Sarah, a goddess from the otherworld, s/he is my love
and her geriatic lover speakin sense, the man with only US the average Joe
to love, his millions, mean nothing Gagnon, don’t be fooled by
O’Leary, O’Reilly, O’hare and O’Hara, coz there’s nop one as Irish as da da da da da
is what i’m gonna say and as James Connolly the Irish Freedom expert executed in 1916, spoke
101 years back daddio, in 1907 NY city on launching his Songs of Freedom poetry book:
“No revolutionary movement is complete without its poetical expression. If such a movement has caught hold of the imagination of the masses they will seek a vent in song for the aspirations, the fears and the hopes, the loves and the hatreds engendered by the struggle. Until the movement is marked by the joyous, defiant, singing of revolutionary songs, it lacks one of the most distinctive marks of a popular revolutionary movement, it is the dogma of a few, and not the faith of the multitude.”
No gags, Milan? go here to the Starry Plough, Berkley Ca and here the bardic Dub speak singing…da da da da da’s great great grandfoather was from county Offaly and this song was written and the chorus goes, O’Leary, O’Reilly, O’Hare and O’Hara, there’s no one as Irish as da da da da da..from the old blarney stone to the green hills opf Tara, there’s no one as irish as da da da da da..
i love you No gags.
come. c’mon and sing it freedom