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Color palettes, earthquakes, dentists and Blake April 26, 2011: Color: grass green. San Francisco Chronicle few days ago ran first person excerpted account by Dr. Leonie von Zesch, 23-year-old female dentist (most likely one of the few women dentists in the world at that time) who left behind thousands of onionskin typescript pages (recently discovered in belongings of her niece Jane Troutman, now 85 and [...] by

Questions for Poetry #2 April 7, 2011: Many thanks to everyone who answered, or wrote around, or entertained, Question #1 (In the 22nd century, what will the line look like, or do?) As promised, here are my imaginings around the question: The line in the 22nd century will teeter and pierce and contain a fluidity and buoyancy and substance altogether unknowable but present [...] by

Questions for Poetry I April 2, 2011: In the 22nd century, what will the line look like and do?  Will the line continue to have its traditional roots ("traditional" not meaning middle road but rather a haunting presence of what the line has been in the past centuries however shaky and nonsequential)?  Will the line of Williams (short, aware of its breath both at beginning and end) [...] by

My present to all poets in mad poetry month April 21, 2010: Just back home from many spring trips reading/enunciating my new book and now trying to get my own head back which means riding my bike 20 minutes to my favorite Bay Area town through redwoods, acacias and forsythia we go with much pollen dusting golden our helmets, then sliding into cozy red booth in diner with fluffy biscuits and gravy and even [...] by

Ain’t No Paradise April 8, 2010: In Denver yes at AWP yes insane amounts of people yes am hiding out in poet friend's house will read off-site Friday and read last night at off-site event everyone off to the off to the off yes it's good to see people even if there are too many of whom one must count oneself among politely excuse oneself try to be invisible so as not to overload [...] by

Williams, Sensory Deprivation, and Robert Irwin April 5, 2010: The only thing I really know about poetry or being an artist is that in order to do it one has to somehow get out of the way to let it happen.  To attend to the material rather than orchestrate it.  To sit with it, let it reveal itself. Let it behave how it’s going to behave. A tall order, a difficult practice.  But without it, no [...] by

Journal, Day Five January 12, 2007: “The situation in Iraq is difficult, no question about it,” George Bush, Thursday, January 11, 2007. Wallace Stevens, who did not gain recognition for his poetry until four of his poems appeared in a special 1914 wartime issue of Poetry, wrote his famous essay “The Noble Rider and the Sounds of Words” in 1942, just one year after the [...] by

Journal, Day Four January 11, 2007: Thanks, Serpent, for your comment. I don’t expect representation to DO anything. I don’t think art necessarily does anything, but perhaps add its little piece of texture to the cultural ephemera, which is probably nothing to discount. What I’m most interested in is seeing, and representation has a lot to do with seeing, both on the part of [...] by

Journal, Day Three January 10, 2007: How now return to lecture halls: O we who thought to cultivate this land Have crouched like cattle in a freight; Have scented death and lived too late; Have whimpered as we fell between the cars; And chance we live our sight is dull without the scars. —Kenneth Patchen Was that [...] by

Journal, Day Two January 9, 2007: Gorgeous brilliant sunny California day, big black Van Gogh crows crossing cornflower blue sky, direct shadow fallen on damp gritty sidewalk giving off just a little steam. If it’s snowing where you are, or worse yet, not snowing, cold and gray, just scooch a little closer to the heater and imagine. Ok, back to Gertrude Stein. And to reading [...] by