I’m wondering why we hate poetry. I don’t mean people who don’t write it. I mean people who do. I hate poetry magazines by and large. You get two copies in the mail. One to archive and the other to read for a week and then to give away. Poems, fiction and a sad bit of art or two. It seems like poetry dies in such magazines. All alone with each other essentially. It’s the death of our art form these journals and I say it has to end here. Can’t we get our poems out some other way. Any way. In part I think the reason
I’m posting this from a dorm room in Timothy Dwight College at Yale, where I am beng housed before giving a poetry reading tomorrow as part of the 30th reunion of the class
Last night I was at a benefit for PS 122, which is mainly a dance-based institution, and two of the emcees were moving people on and off the stage as Martha Graham and Isaac Mizrahi. The Martha was particularly good and the performer (Richard Move) had obviously studied the grand dame and had her every witticism down and he especially worked her silences well, which often occurred one beat before she left the stage having delivered some exquisite remark. She would look at us and smile and the
I want to share a half dozen of my favorite quotes about the process and charges of poetry. I’d love to hear what you think of these (some of them are, purposefully, provocative). I’d also like for you to share some of your own favorites.

A life centered on poetry has allowed me many emotions that I never feel except in relation to poetry. There’s the thrill of gratitude when a poem is conceived, the anxiety of waiting for a word, the warm breakthrough of the right one at last, the dryness and frustration of the blind alley. There’s the glorious triumph of speaking the remembered words of a beloved poem to another person who really wants to hear them. There’s the savoring greed before opening the covers
Quick survey. Do you think the way you dream relates to the way you write?
As if on cue, Sunday morning of Calabash arrived with overcast skies. The sofa in the wide living room of the suite I was staying in was getting old already. I was waking up quite early each day because of the firm surface of my bed. On the verandah, the sea is a few yards away, and it makes sense to sit there, and watch the light creep into the sky, and pray and think and make mental notes. On Sunday morning, I could feel the muscles in my legs hurting. At first I wondered what had happened to me the day before—I had not been exercising at all, and yet my legs felt as if I had been doing extreme squats all night. Then I realized how little I sat down on Saturday.

News flash: an important trans-Atlantic poetry publisher put out an S.O.S. this week. Here’s yesterday’s update on the Salt Publishing situation from the U.K. bookseller Catherine Neilan:
Pico Iyer and Paul Holdegraber are brilliant writers whose capacity to articulate with insight and relevance matters of politics, spirit and the basics of life is enviable. This interview between the non-fiction, novelist, travel writer and the Director of Public Programs at the New York Public Library will go down as perhaps the most engaging and memorable of Calabash’s history. Sometimes, the threads of our lives can become entangled with the sources of wisdoms and through some genius of circumstance and effort, lead to a life of insight and enlightenment. You do expect two well-educated and well positioned thinkers to make sense when they come together on stage, but what you don’t always expect is their humanity, their humor, their humility and their genuine desire to communicate to come across. On Saturday morning of Calabash this happened.
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