Originally Published: February 3rd, 2010

Sotère Torregian is an American poet, born in Newark, New Jersey on June 25, 1941. He attended Rutgers University, and taught briefly at the Free University of New York and Stanford University, where he helped establish the Afro-American studies program in 1969. In the mid-1960s he was associated with the...

  1. February 3, 2010
     Peter Greene

    @Sotere: Thanks. You are providing a long, slow map of yourself. Viewing the outer coastlines thus far has been like discovering a quiet land, with castles and battlescars bevined, ancient and complex histories told in detail but unclear to the mind removed far in place and history, yet still fascinating. Again, parallels emerge in my mind between our lives. A combination of prurience & self-regard? Perhaps – but I prefer to find a voyage of discovery here, with compass points in myself as I navigate your strange far shores.\r

    Re: stigma & psychiatry: Little has changed. My own prejudices on the matter led me to avoid treatment religiously for twenty-one years. I expect most here who read that someone (hi!) is mentally ill and getting psychiatric help will automatically knock 10%-90% off their regard for the ill person’s capabilities and personal values. I say this from some experience.\r

    Your continued talk about your friend Joe Ceravolo and the poetic circles you moved in made me realize - the same goes for spiritual values re: stigma – I hear you on that one. Organized religion is not my bag, but the emptiness of purist causality shrieks through our art and minds like the cry of L’Engle’s Ecthroi.\r

    I’ll be trying out both Lorca and Wallace Stevens out of curiosity after your talk. I’m unread in ways you can’t imagine (although read enough to be dogeared in others).\r

    Thanks again for sharing your very personal life with us all so clearly and well. You are both humble and a great teller of tales. Once again, you’ve filled part of my dinner hour with pleasant and unharried thoughts, times told in a way that makes the sorrows and pleasures of your memory-life like shifting light and quiet flowing water. Have you written any kind of autobiographical prose? I don’t buy much (pension is as tiny as I am hugely thankful for it), but that’s a book I’d damage the already-flashing-orange-and-hooting credit card for.\r

    Looking forward to more of your audio-blogging while you’re doing it. Again, a pleasure.\r


  2. February 3, 2010
     Bhanu Kapil

    Book as solace. On the lap below the table. I did this once with a book of poems by Rigoberto Gonzalez. Held onto to it for dear life. Thank you for these notes, Sotere. They open up a listener to their own "time."