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		<title>By: Terreson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Terreson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 18:53:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Enjoyable reading.  Funny how meditations on a crow (or two) tends to come around to evoking Trickster.  Ravens do the same for me too.   As do coyotes.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Enjoyable reading.  Funny how meditations on a crow (or two) tends to come around to evoking Trickster.  Ravens do the same for me too.   As do coyotes.</p>
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		<title>By: Urayoan Noel</title>
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		<dc:creator>Urayoan Noel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 15:24:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Edwin - I was thinking in Boricua-specific terms but also in terms of where we are now vis-a-vis poetry/culture. In the post-2.0 buzz, the old media are losing their sheen (first CDs and now, some might say, books) so that as poets we are left with little more than the meaning-making potential of our bodies... kinda like the declamadores, the folk poets and jibaros who were also displaced farmers... back to square one, tu sabes. 

In that context, poetics becomes a function of the particular places we identify with, whether your garden upstate or the Noricua backyard in the South Bronx. Put another way: no matter how hip we think our site-specific experiments are, we&#039;re all just &quot;garden variety&quot; jibaros trying to make sense of the crows.

Quoth Candide: &quot;let us cultivate our garden.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Edwin &#8211; I was thinking in Boricua-specific terms but also in terms of where we are now vis-a-vis poetry/culture. In the post-2.0 buzz, the old media are losing their sheen (first CDs and now, some might say, books) so that as poets we are left with little more than the meaning-making potential of our bodies&#8230; kinda like the declamadores, the folk poets and jibaros who were also displaced farmers&#8230; back to square one, tu sabes. </p>
<p>In that context, poetics becomes a function of the particular places we identify with, whether your garden upstate or the Noricua backyard in the South Bronx. Put another way: no matter how hip we think our site-specific experiments are, we&#8217;re all just &#8220;garden variety&#8221; jibaros trying to make sense of the crows.</p>
<p>Quoth Candide: &#8220;let us cultivate our garden.&#8221;<br /><span id="reportcomment_results_div_25835"><a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="reportComment( 25835 );" title="Report this comment" rel="nofollow">Report this comment</a></span></p>
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		<title>By: Edwin Torres</title>
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		<dc:creator>Edwin Torres</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 13:56:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ura - yeah the notion of territory as travel is the immigrant experience, no? although i&#039;m from here, and puerto rico&#039;s over there...now that i&#039;m upstate, my home city has become &#039;over there&#039; too...a creative evolution has to be in motion to get anywhere, right? so there is some justice in the misplaced soul...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ura &#8211; yeah the notion of territory as travel is the immigrant experience, no? although i&#8217;m from here, and puerto rico&#8217;s over there&#8230;now that i&#8217;m upstate, my home city has become &#8216;over there&#8217; too&#8230;a creative evolution has to be in motion to get anywhere, right? so there is some justice in the misplaced soul&#8230;<br /><span id="reportcomment_results_div_25831"><a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="reportComment( 25831 );" title="Report this comment" rel="nofollow">Report this comment</a></span></p>
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		<title>By: Rachel</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rachel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 22:51:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I know those crows.  I always think of them as raucous football fans, rah-rahing the wind (probably because I grew up in a blue-collar town).  If it&#039;s any consolation, I&#039;ve come to view them as a good omen.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know those crows.  I always think of them as raucous football fans, rah-rahing the wind (probably because I grew up in a blue-collar town).  If it&#8217;s any consolation, I&#8217;ve come to view them as a good omen.<br /><span id="reportcomment_results_div_25788"><a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="reportComment( 25788 );" title="Report this comment" rel="nofollow">Report this comment</a></span></p>
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		<title>By: Urayoan Noel</title>
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		<dc:creator>Urayoan Noel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 18:50:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Good stuff, Edwin. I&#039;m feeling the line &quot;a sort of misplaced territory that has become the travel itself.&quot; Very New York, and very Boricua of course. It also connects to my own experience of NYC-upstate traffic/transit.

Could it be that this kind of uprooting/rerouting is good, or even necessary, for one&#039;s creative evolution (hippie as that sounds)? You know, thinking of bodies/voices/texts as &quot;mispaced territories,&quot; as inseparable from &quot;travel itself.&quot; 

On a lighter note, the image of the city poet communing with the potatoes while crows hover is pretty funny; I&#039;d say it&#039;s like a Nuyorican Jean de Florette (not to be confused with Juan Flores).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Good stuff, Edwin. I&#8217;m feeling the line &#8220;a sort of misplaced territory that has become the travel itself.&#8221; Very New York, and very Boricua of course. It also connects to my own experience of NYC-upstate traffic/transit.</p>
<p>Could it be that this kind of uprooting/rerouting is good, or even necessary, for one&#8217;s creative evolution (hippie as that sounds)? You know, thinking of bodies/voices/texts as &#8220;mispaced territories,&#8221; as inseparable from &#8220;travel itself.&#8221; </p>
<p>On a lighter note, the image of the city poet communing with the potatoes while crows hover is pretty funny; I&#8217;d say it&#8217;s like a Nuyorican Jean de Florette (not to be confused with Juan Flores).<br /><span id="reportcomment_results_div_25783"><a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="reportComment( 25783 );" title="Report this comment" rel="nofollow">Report this comment</a></span></p>
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		<title>By: Edwin Torres</title>
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		<dc:creator>Edwin Torres</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 16:20:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>hi Barbara, you know, the notion of gangsta pigeons is a lot more real to me than a gathering of big Hollywood birds in the backyard. I can imagine a turf war between the slick city birds I grew up with, with their knives and cell phones, against these larger brutes with their Home Depot shopping carts and paper clip beebee guns. And the garden has absolutely helped unclog creative spores, that vibration with earth...whole and affirming.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hi Barbara, you know, the notion of gangsta pigeons is a lot more real to me than a gathering of big Hollywood birds in the backyard. I can imagine a turf war between the slick city birds I grew up with, with their knives and cell phones, against these larger brutes with their Home Depot shopping carts and paper clip beebee guns. And the garden has absolutely helped unclog creative spores, that vibration with earth&#8230;whole and affirming.<br /><span id="reportcomment_results_div_25739"><a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="reportComment( 25739 );" title="Report this comment" rel="nofollow">Report this comment</a></span></p>
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		<title>By: Barbara Jane Reyes</title>
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		<dc:creator>Barbara Jane Reyes</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 15:23:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Edwin, I like this post. In West Oakland, with its pit bulls, guns, and packs of gangsta pigeons, I also worry over how to maintain a garden, with topsoil in this heavily industrial area makes me a skeptic, but I think about my little garden and creative process. A student once asked what I do when I can&#039;t write, and I told him I had to engage other creative possibilities.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Edwin, I like this post. In West Oakland, with its pit bulls, guns, and packs of gangsta pigeons, I also worry over how to maintain a garden, with topsoil in this heavily industrial area makes me a skeptic, but I think about my little garden and creative process. A student once asked what I do when I can&#8217;t write, and I told him I had to engage other creative possibilities.<br /><span id="reportcomment_results_div_25738"><a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="reportComment( 25738 );" title="Report this comment" rel="nofollow">Report this comment</a></span></p>
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