Comments on: PMD http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/pmd/ A blog from the Poetry Foundation where contemporary poets debate classic and contemporary poetry from America and around the world. Sat, 21 Nov 2009 15:32:30 -0600 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: Eileen Myles http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/pmd/#comment-17757 Eileen Myles Thu, 16 Jul 2009 23:05:17 +0000 http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/pmd/#comment-17757 Hi Martin, Thanks for this. Eileen Hi Martin,

Thanks for this.

Eileen

]]> By: Martin Earl http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/pmd/#comment-17142 Martin Earl Wed, 15 Jul 2009 04:21:48 +0000 http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2009/07/pmd/#comment-17142 Elieen, I've already tried to post one comment here, but somehow I turned the page and it was gone. You'd think I'd know by know how to mangage. Not as bad as a gone computer, what a trauma. I like, though, the way you describe the notebook ritual, and the hand copying. I think the movement from digital back to the manual (notebooks, copybooks, registers - my favorites) is always identity-upsetting, but crucial. Today I worked by hand on a translation from Boston to NYC but the train vibrated so much that I couldn't read the two pages I'd finished and I didn't exactly know who I was by the time I got to the city. I was somehow transfigured into my sick father, whose Parkinsonian handwriting it looked like. For most of us our handwriting is increasingly foreign, the image of denatured utterance. One of my friends (she lives in Brussels) transribed our more than 500 text messages over a year onto an excel spreadsheet. It was absolutely luminous. Every new love gives us license to repeat ourselves...nothing academic about it. Martin Elieen,

I’ve already tried to post one comment here, but somehow I turned the page and it was gone. You’d think I’d know by know how to mangage. Not as bad as a gone computer, what a trauma. I like, though, the way you describe the notebook ritual, and the hand copying. I think the movement from digital back to the manual (notebooks, copybooks, registers – my favorites) is always identity-upsetting, but crucial. Today I worked by hand on a translation from Boston to NYC but the train vibrated so much that I couldn’t read the two pages I’d finished and I didn’t exactly know who I was by the time I got to the city. I was somehow transfigured into my sick father, whose Parkinsonian handwriting it looked like. For most of us our handwriting is increasingly foreign, the image of denatured utterance. One of my friends (she lives in Brussels) transribed our more than 500 text messages over a year onto an excel spreadsheet. It was absolutely luminous. Every new love gives us license to repeat ourselves…nothing academic about it.

Martin

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