Comments on: Getting Meta http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/getting-meta/ A blog from the Poetry Foundation where contemporary poets debate classic and contemporary poetry from America and around the world. Mon, 15 Mar 2010 08:21:24 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: NEG http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/getting-meta/#comment-20044 NEG Fri, 24 Jul 2009 20:26:53 +0000 http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/?p=4396#comment-20044 JD, I miss yr robot! JD,

I miss yr robot!

]]> By: Rebecca Wolff http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/getting-meta/#comment-20014 Rebecca Wolff Fri, 24 Jul 2009 17:33:35 +0000 http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/?p=4396#comment-20014 Pleased to be mentioned in the same breath that mentions OKD. Pleased to be mentioned in the same breath that mentions OKD.

]]> By: Gary B. Fitzgerald http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/getting-meta/#comment-19997 Gary B. Fitzgerald Fri, 24 Jul 2009 16:25:12 +0000 http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/?p=4396#comment-19997 You should know, regarding the name of your cat, that cats are very offended by the 'M' word. :-) Actually, I once had a Russian Blue kitten named 'Pushkah'. One day a friend who was Hungarian came over and when he heard my cat's name he burst out laughing. He explained that 'pushka' was Hungarian for shotgun. You should know, regarding the name of your cat, that cats are very offended by the ‘M’ word. :-)

Actually, I once had a Russian Blue kitten named ‘Pushkah’. One day a friend who was Hungarian came over and when he heard my cat’s name he burst out laughing. He explained that ‘pushka’ was Hungarian for shotgun.

]]> By: Jordan http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/getting-meta/#comment-19957 Jordan Fri, 24 Jul 2009 14:19:50 +0000 http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/?p=4396#comment-19957 I got off the blogwagon when the action shifted to the comment field. My feeling was and is, comment-makers can get their own damn blogs. Having had a blog, and posting this remark to a blog comment field, I believe I've made my irony quota for the month. Keep the provocations coming! I got off the blogwagon when the action shifted to the comment field. My feeling was and is, comment-makers can get their own damn blogs.

Having had a blog, and posting this remark to a blog comment field, I believe I’ve made my irony quota for the month.

Keep the provocations coming!

]]> By: Michael James http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/getting-meta/#comment-19853 Michael James Fri, 24 Jul 2009 04:52:33 +0000 http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/?p=4396#comment-19853 You have the same style of Harriet-blogging as Olena K. Davis. I spend a lot of time in the Harriet way back machine and her posts have a certain accessibility. As if she is half speaking to you and half to her self, letting her mind spill forth. And the same insights which are normally shown up front (by force) in most academic endeavors, you can gleam from hers and perhaps many more as I believe it is easier to understand the direct imaging of another mind versus that filtered through the piercing eye of the conscious 'I'. You have the same style of Harriet-blogging as Olena K. Davis. I spend a lot of time in the Harriet way back machine and her posts have a certain accessibility. As if she is half speaking to you and half to her self, letting her mind spill forth. And the same insights which are normally shown up front (by force) in most academic endeavors, you can gleam from hers and perhaps many more as I believe it is easier to understand the direct imaging of another mind versus that filtered through the piercing eye of the conscious ‘I’.

]]> By: Desmond Swords http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/getting-meta/#comment-19850 Desmond Swords Fri, 24 Jul 2009 04:36:36 +0000 http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/?p=4396#comment-19850 Fab: what a really cute kitten, so cool. I bet Meghan hasn't got a pussy that colour, all grey and mousey mousey like the housey ho ha yo ! what's danglin yover yoyvoar yoyvair, spending upwards into the really nice to know stuff. Cheers. THIS IS AN EXPERIMNTAL BLOGGER PHENOMENOLOGIST ...in receipt of monies and being (rightfully) paid to speak the amazingly penetrating thoughts as one deserving of a few crumbs off the millS doze rebs is like, sooo spacey macey and really, really fab about here; at wherever it is HQ. Thank you very much for being YOU and not us. This is a public service announcement to the flowing psychedelic day trippers who are trapped without and within being nothing but this, what is it we can say to Zachary (German) with the piece Eat When You Feel Sad (?) This is a poem about a man called Robert in American Apparel: a store where he's holding pink v necks to his chest and over it loops, this cute kinda new gear, same as same as the old, some say: the wise in Stuyvesant, Sunnyside or Poolsburg where the same kind of innocence harmlessly flitters in the air of 23rd and 68th Avenue west of the Bedford river within the wear where letters to and fro hither and tither. PLEASE PRESS GREEN: I AM SO IN NEED OF NOT SHUNNING, BUT LOVING. Fab: what a really cute kitten, so cool. I bet Meghan hasn’t got a pussy that colour, all grey and mousey mousey like the housey ho ha yo ! what’s danglin yover yoyvoar yoyvair, spending upwards into the really nice to know stuff. Cheers.

THIS IS AN EXPERIMNTAL BLOGGER PHENOMENOLOGIST

…in receipt of monies and being (rightfully) paid to speak the amazingly penetrating thoughts as one deserving of a few crumbs off the millS doze rebs is like, sooo spacey macey and really, really fab about here; at wherever it is HQ. Thank you very much for being YOU and not us. This is a public service announcement to the flowing psychedelic day trippers who are trapped without and within being nothing but this, what is it we can say to Zachary (German) with the piece

Eat When You Feel Sad (?)

This is a poem about a man called Robert in American Apparel: a store where he’s holding pink v necks to his chest and over it loops, this cute kinda new gear, same as same as the old, some say: the wise in Stuyvesant, Sunnyside or Poolsburg where the same kind of innocence harmlessly flitters in the air of 23rd and 68th Avenue west of the Bedford river within the wear where letters to and fro hither and tither.

PLEASE PRESS GREEN: I AM SO IN NEED OF NOT SHUNNING, BUT LOVING.

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