"Brain, shake out thy water, dog-like." -- Ron Padgett

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Class 12: Publishing


I. The book MS:

creating a coherent MS out of unmediated formless poetic protoplasm
a. sections or all-in-one
b. musical flow, considerations of variety/contrast, length
c. thematic/context book vs. collection
d. title
e. length (and how much should you send?)

II. Sending a selection to a magazine/journal

SENDING OUT
  • where to send?
  • how to find appropriate places?
  • rejection, the abyss of self-doubt and the always hanging another 'hopeful stocking' out method
  • format of MS. etc.
  • book publishers
  • agents
  • query letter
  • magazines: online and other
  • royalties, etc.
  • small & micropress
  • ebooks & self publishing
  • readings
  • community & publishing

Some resources:

Jane Friedman's excellent site.

Something about genre.

WHAT TO DO:

Some good basic advice on publishing and contests from Poets.org.

And from Neile Graham here.

More advice from Kathryn Mockler at her great site of resources for poets.

The Writer's Union of Canada Guide to Getting Published.

Joyland Magazine's brilliant "rejection guidelines."


WHERE:

The Review Review list of magazine publishers. This is searchable and filterable by category.

A Writer's Guide to Canadian Magazines

Canadian Literature Centre list of Canadian Publishers

Duotrope.com is a good resource, though they require that you pay a nominal fee after a free trial period.



COVER LETTER


  • if you can, find an editor's NAME to send it to (not just ‘editors’)
    (how to find: website, phone, look in published book for acknowledgements, Quill & Quire)
    This is particularly a good idea for sending in a book MS.
  • only send to one editor at the publishing house
  • can include brief bio or few biographical lines
  • SASE
  • Queries. Sometimes editors only want to see a sample. So, send them a sample, already. Usually, in this case, they also want a summary of the whole book, a précis of some of the central concerns. Sometimes they also want a few lines explaining why your MS is appropriate for their press.
  • can query simultaneous editors and/or make multiple submissions if you let the editors know in your cover letter
eBOOKS, SELF PUBLISHING, ONLINE DISTRIBUTION.

Here's a really excellent blogspot by Jane Friedman explaining EVERYTHING.
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SELF PUBLISHING USING COMMERICAL POD SERVICES (from a London, Ontario writer)

Some self published authors use Createspace or Lulu (see also Blurb) to upload their e-book to on-line sellers. I haven't used them but I understand from comments I've read that its quite straight forward -you just follow the step by step instructions on the sites.

I used FriesenPress for my first book -they helped with most aspects: content edit, copy edit, book cover design, ISBNs etc., but of course I had to pay for it.  They arranged for the uploading of all book versions (e-Book, hard and soft covers) to online sellers and I believe they are the print on demand printer when a hard copy is ordered on line. I'd like to use them for my second book but they want $1,000 and that's too much in my opinion for the little they have to do on this book.

I'm going to use Ingram Spark - they will upload your book and paperback to all major on-line sellers as well as to 35,000 bookstores worldwide for $49.95 USD. The E-book inside pages must be in ePub format and the cover as a jpg: the paperback must be in PDF.

I had Christine at Double Q Printing - 519-852-2601 put my Word ms into her book program (I think its called InDesign) to format it because it has 38 photos and then then convert it into a PDF.

I have downloaded Adobe to my computer and this will allow me to save an ms as a PDF.  This should work for Ingram Spark. To convert your Word doc to an e-pub file you can do it online for free at www.2epub.com

EBOOKS (from Arthur Slade)

YA Author writes about his eBook explorations. And some strategies here. But, then again, he's an award-winning established and popular writer (his Dust is one of my favourite YA novels). But then again, he's also a smart and canny marketer with much to teach about that skill in addition to writing well.


USEFUL ARTICLE ABOUT SELF PUBLISHING THOUGH MAINLY ABOUT NONFICTION

http://growthlab.com/how-to-self-publish-a-book-and-double-revenue/


Contest?  http://www.aspiringpoetscontest.org/How-To-Enter.html



Thursday, November 28, 2013

Class 11: On chapbooks, broadsides, ephemera

bpNichol's famous The True Eventual Story of Billy the Kid in its original chapbook form.


"I like narrow-casting, if by that you mean smart content aimed at a small audience." - Nick Carr

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First some thoughts on small press publishing, then HOW TO CREATE A CHAPBOOK without creating X-Acto knife finger snowflakes.

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Publishing is not a neutral act. It is implicitly political and aesthetic. The publishing is part of the aesthetic of the work, in terms of its look, its distribution, and how the audience interacts with the work, both in terms of reading it, engaging with its writers and publishers, and in how it finds its audience. In the small press, there is a reason, a conscious decision, to publish the works in the way that they do. The presses choose to publish in this form not because they have to, but because they want to. In this kind of publishing, success is defined as an authentic interaction between engaged writing, publishers, and readers.

Charles Bernstein:

The power of our alternative institutions of poetry is their commitment to scales that allow for the flourishing of the artform, not the maximizing of the audience; to production and presentation not publicity; to exploring the known not manufacturing renown.  These institutions continue, against all
odds, to find value in the local, the particular, the partisan, the committed, the tiny, the peripheral, the unpopular, the eccentric, the difficult, the complex, the homely; and in the formation and reformation, dissolution and questioning, of imaginary or virtual or partial or unallowable communities and/or uncommunities.

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more Charles Bernstein on Small Press :

Intellectuals and artists committed to the public interest exist insubstantial numbers.  Their crime is not a lack of accessibility but a refusal to submit to marketplace agendas: the reductive simplifications of conventional forms of representation; the avoidance of formal and thematic complexity; and the fashion ethos of measuring success by sales and value by celebrity.  The public sphere is constantly degraded by its conflation with mass scale since public space is accessible principally through particular and discrete locations.

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CHAPBOOKS!

The final assignment for this class is to create and hand-in a chapbook consisting of several poems written and revised during the class.

A chapbook is a simple form -- though one extensively used -- to present short poetry or fiction publications. They can be created simply and functionally or made into beautiful book objects, using fine papers, handmade elements, letterpress printing, hand binding, and many other highly developed or varied elements. They come in numerous sizes -- from tiny books to huge swathes of paper.

For our purposes—unless you are so motivated to make your chapbook a monument to super-gussied-up real purdy-fine fine art-like fanciness—a basic chapbook will be sufficient.

A standard letter-size printer paper (11" x 8.5"), printed landscape, two sided, and folded in half and stapled or sewn is a pretty standard size to make chapbooks out of.

When you print a folded booklet (like a chapbook) you need to assemble the pages so that the right page prints on the right sheet of paper. Creating a paper-mock-up of your chapbook is invaluable in helping you figure out which way is up, or your verso from your recto.

However, Adobe Reader, through the gobsmacking wonders of MODERN TECHNOLOGY, can compile it for you.

Here's how:

Create your chapbook with each single page as a  portrait-oriented 11 x 8.5" pages and then save it as a PDF file. Then open the file in Adobe Reader.

If you select the "Booklet" feature—hey presto, Stephen Harper's hairspray—it will automatically compile your file into a landscape-oriented and ready-to-print file.

You can print out your booklet and it will be ready to photocopy as a chapbook. (You just have to make sure to get the right backside of the page together with the front. It's like dancing.)


If you'd like to print your booklet out on a printer, you can select the "Booklet subset" button and choose "Front side only." Print this. Then stick the printed-out pages back in the printer in whichever way your printer requires you to do so to print on the back side. (This may take some fiddling around and trial and error to figure out which is the right way.)

Now select "Back side only" back at the Booklet subset button on Adobe and print away. The book should now have both pages printed appropriately. All that is required is to fold the pages and staple (you'll need a long-arm stapler) or to sew the spine (the fold._

Here is an MS Word DOC Mock-up of a Chapbook. You can substitute your content for what's here and then safe as a PDF.

Your saved PDF should look like this PDF Mock-up of Chapbook. You can follow the above-noted procedure to print it out into a snazzy chapbook.

The first page—and the back of it, pages existing, at least in the real world, in three dimensions—is intended to be for the cover page. It'd be a good idea to print this on some thicker cover stock, and likely, in a colour. It can be a nice effect to stick in a contrasting blank colour page (non-cover stock) between the cover and the white pages as a kind of flyleaf.

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Activities

1. Ekphrastic verse. Write a prose poem based on one of these images. You can be inspired by the general mood and/or specific details in the images. You can take the point-of-view of anything in the image or anything outside the image. Or you don't have to have a coherent POV at all.

a. Cloud

b. The Lost Jockey (Magritte)


c. Skeletons



2. Write a line which includes something happening. Now write the same line at least ten different ways, using synonyms, figures of speech and all sorts of varieties of circumlocutions in order to same the same thing in different ways in each sentence. (I stole this exercise from writer/writing teacher Stuart Ross. Link here.)

14 times the same line

Irish stamp features entire prose poem
3. Prose Poem. Many writers (for example, Russell Edson, Charles Simic) begin a poem with a fanciful premise. "There was a man who had a son who was an anvil." Then the poem explores this premise–psychologically, narratively, surreally, associatively, or in some other way. Here's a poem of Edson's which has a whole pile of 'what if's'.

4. Write a prose poem in which there is some non-standard grammar (a 'grammar mistake') in each sentence. Non-agreement of subject and verb, of verb tense, of plural. Whatever non-normative 'mistake' that you want. How does this affect the poem? How does it affect your writing process? How does it affect how the poem works or the 'voice(s)' of the poem?

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Class 10: Collaboration


Why collaborate?

What is the single author?
What can collaboration bring the individual writer/the poem?
Leaps & word tennis
More than one voice

How can one element relate to the other?

-narrative
-word repletion
-contrast – of tone, word, content, etc.
-tangentially related image
-‘leaps’ /contrast.
-how far can a line/stanza leap before the poem falls apart?
-what elements can be used to 'hold it' together?

-see link to how renga link verses below.

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Renga


Interesting ways to link verses (see about halfway down the linked page.)




Ghazals

Wight by Stanley Plumly

Hip-Hop Ghazal by Patricia Smith

Drizzle by William Matthews


COLLABORATION ACTIVITIES

1. Write a first line to a poem. Give it to someone else to finish. (Write four lines in addition to the first.)

2. SPEED DATE:  alternate words. Time limit: five minutes.

3. Alternate lines with another writer.

4. BLIND DATE:  write five lines containing the words:

moon 
needle 
horse 
parking lot 
mother
Then you have 6 minutes to put the lines together together with another writer into a ten line poem.
Together you revise & change at will. (Variation: you each take the poem and revise it in your own way.)

5. Everyone writes a draft of a poem. (3 minutes) Then they give their draft to someone else to revise.

6. Write a renga with a partner

7. Write a ghazal

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Class 9: Performance and writing with music.

1. Jack Kerouac: American Haiku: video

2. Laurie Anderson: video

3. Amirki Baraka: Wailers: video

4. Patti Smith performs Howl: video and another Ginsberg poem

5. Gary Barwin: Inverting the Deer

Activities:

1. Write a list poem. Each line begins: "The first time we met." 
Mention a river, an instrument, a regret, a dream, a place name.
Think of the Kerouac example above. Perform with saxophone.

2. Write a "Corrections" poem where you say what things are NOT. See Dani Couture's poem, here. Perform with music.

3. Imagine how you might integrate the following definitions--see below--in a poem. Think what Jack Gilbert did this, here.


4. Perform a text by setting it for multiple voices. Divide lines for performance in duos, trios, etc.
Voices can be in dialogue, dividing up lines, or words within lines. Performers can perform the same words together, or different words simultaneously. 

Definitions:
To blind by putting a hot copper basin near someone's eyes
Given to incessant or idiotic laughter
A person who is learning the alphabet
Excessive spending on food and drink
The practice of eating or drinking while lying down
An incestuous desire for one's sister
An incestuous desire for one's nephew
An incestuous desire for one's niece
Skilled writing on an unimportant subject
A pompous windy bore who pretends to have inspiration
A person who never laughs
The state of looking younger than one actually is
The wire that holds the cork in a champagne bottle
Prowling around with the intent to commit burglary
The marriage between a young woman and an older man
The practice of writing on one side of the paper
The act of mentally undressing someone
One who speaks or writes in a smug fashion about their own life and accomplishments
The worship of one's self
One who cuts their own hair
An overwhelming desire to neck or kiss
Deep-bosomed
One who eats frogs
Speaking in a flattering or ingratiating manner
Pertaining to something poorly or disgustingly designed
To loudly hum or buzz continuously
The rumbling sound of gas passing through the intestine
Having a short nose
Strongly smelling perspiration
The low rumbling of distant thunder
Loud or hysterical laughter
A bad habit or insatiable urge
An unhappy marriage
Having well-shaped buttocks
To heap up into a pile
Slightly intoxicated or tipsy
Kissing using the tongue, French kissing
A sofa built for two people
An artfully veiled insult
Being attracted to a person's lips
An alternate title for a barber
The act of plundering food
Key-hole-shaped
Estimating a woman's beauty based on her chest
A secret meeting of people who are hatching a plot
One who loves doing crossword puzzles
The tip of the middle finger
Counting using one's fingers
The act or attitude of lying down
To throw out of a window
To burst open, as the pod of a plant
Pertaining to one who talks through their teeth
To make something fireproof
A second marriage after the death or divorce of a previous spouse
The act of beating or whipping school children
A woman who trains animals
One who fakes a smile, as on television
The act of removing obstructions from or cleaning bodily passages
A horses's attempt to remove its rider
The collective hisses of a disapproving audience
The state of being stuffed with food (overeating)
Suspended by a single thread
The categorising of something that is useless or trivial
Having a dark rusty colour
Being full of beer
Heavy tickling
The sensation caused by tickling
Hinge-shaped
An idle spectator
A surgical sponge accidently left inside a patient's body
A double handful
The urge to stare at obscene pictures
The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you
The practice of constantly using the word "Hell" in speaking
Being likely to make a mistake
Pertaining to extremely long words
With honour

Speaking foolishly or saying silly things

(definition from here.)

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November14 student work.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Class 8: Radical Translations and Variation



Throughout the ages, men have attempted to foretell the future by casting stones, or coins, or dice, or sticks. By observing the effects of decisions made by an extra human agency, that force which determined the fall of the dice, chance, fate, karma, the Tao, it was felt that the workings of the universe itself could be observed. The invisible could be inferred by its effects upon the visible, a feather launched into the wind, a stick cast into a river. Although the results of these fortune-telling experiments can be fascinating and even educational, especially when applied to the arts, their true importance lies in the attempt by the experimenter to understand the universe, its purpose and his own relation to it.
—Blaine Reininger: lecture to the Futureplaces Festival, Portugal October 2010

“Any English professor will tell you the distinguishing feature between poetry and prose is a constraint, a self-imposed rule, whether it be a rhyme scheme or a prescribed number of lines.”
University Affairs, Dec 2013.


Here's a page with all the links to interesting online text transmogrifies, generators, morphemes, and more.


TRANSLATIONS

1. Erasure

Jen Bervin: Nets (erasures from Shakespeare's Sonnets)



Jordan Abel
Jordan Abel's erasures of Western Anthropologist's take on Indigenous work.

Jordan Abel's Injun. Erasure and reassembly 

NourbeSe Philip: Zong!https://bagelabyss.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/zong1.pdf

Mary Ruefle: Melody, the Story of a Child 

Tom Phillips: A Humument  

Gregory Betts: The Others Raisd in Me (an entire book based on one Shakespeare Sonnet)

See  http://thedeletionist.com/

Subtitution
2. S+7 or N+7 translations: change all the nouns or verbs or both of a given text.
an online tool is here.


Example:
Hamlet: every consonant replaced by an H
http://dl.gauss-pdf.com/GPDF133-SM-TCOH.pdf

Starlings Are Not Wanted: Put Them Out

he was my nosebag, my sou'wester, my eater and whacking
my workout weevil and my sunny rest-room
my no-one, my midwife, my tack, my songbird

he was my nostrum, my light to land on, my rat jelly and wheel
my weird worm and my Sunday result
my unexpormidable caribou, my talc, my sorceress

he was my elegy, my short haul, my ecclesiastic and wheelbarrow
my worrying weirdo and my sundial bloom
my calm honey, my midpoint, my talk, my Bloor

he was my oak hunch, my spade, my ecologist and wheelwright
my wound welt and my someday retard
my window and stone, my militia, my tick, my soufflé

I was wrong
I was wrong
I was wrong

Based on Auden's Stop the Clocks...:

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.



3. Homophonic translations:  translations through ‘sound’ not meaning.

A schoolboy example from Latin to English:

Caesar adsum jam forte.       Caesar had some jam for tea.
Brutus aderat.                       Brutus 'ad a rat.
Caesar sic in omnibus.         Caesar sick in omnibus.
Brutus sic enat.                     Brutus sick in 'at.

4. Antonymic (write the ‘opposite of each line’)
What is the opposite of potato?

Example: based on Old Lang Syne: (one side antonymic, first two stanzas of other side, homophonic.




Old Lab Signtranny (homophonic translation)

shtetled, a quaint aunt’s beef forked hot
and naïve fever tomb-mined
shit, hold our queen tense beefier caught
handhold long sign
for owled long sighs mightier
Thorold lanks I’m
wheel talk a couple kind less yet
furrowed links nine

Cutting up, gender switching, etc.

6. Mesostic Generator. Mesostics were used by John Cage. He would use as the spinal text (the text running down the middle of the poem) a name of a particular person (usually a writer) and then sample from their text or a related text to generate mesostic poems. The link is to an automatic generator. You give it a 'spine' text and feed in some source text, and voila!, you have a poem. You can take the poem 'as is' or revise it.



ACTIVITIES:

a. Take source text. Perform an erasure, either mining it for words, or redacting or covering over the text on the source page.

b. Perform a homophonic translation of a source text in a different language (see some below)

c. Translate a poem into its opposite.

d. Substitute using word list.

e. Use either the N+7 Generator, the Mesostic Generator, or the Cut-up Machine to create an alternate version of a text. Revise to make it maximally effective. (If you have no access to a computer, you can take a word list—or the word list in the dictionary of your own head—and substitute words in the poem.

f.  Perform one of the above by setting it for multiple voices. Divide lines for performance in duos, trios, etc.



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NOTES

Sheeps Vigil by a Fervent Person
(a transelation by Eirin Moure)

Original:

I'm a shepherd
My sheep are my thoughts,
And my thoughts are all sensations.
I think with my eyes and ears
And with my hands and feet
And with my nose and mouth.

To think of a flower is to see it and smell it.
And to eat a fruit is to taste its meaning.
- Caeiro

Translation:

In the new poem, Moure's sheep are stray cats:

I've got an entire flock of cats out my door now.
The flock is my thoughts
And my thoughts, all of them, are sensations.
I think with my eyes, with my ears too,
And with my hands and feet
And with my mouth and nose.
To think of a flower is to see it and smell it.
There might never be another day like this one.
I eat fruit with respect; it teaches meaning.
- Moure

Original:

My glance is as clear as a sunflower
I usually take to the roads
Looking to my right and to my left,
And now and then looking behind me . . .
And what I see each moment
Is something I've never seen before
And I know very well how to give myself up to it . . .
I know how to feel the same essential wonder
That an infant feels on being born
Supposing he could know he was being born . . .
I feel that I am being born each moment
Into the eternal newness of the world . . .
- Caeiro

Translation:

My sight's sharp as a sunflower.
I walk up Winnett to Vaughan Road all the time
Looking left and right
And sometimes looking over my shoulder . . .
And what I see every moment
Is what no one's seen before me,
And, as such, I just let myself go . . .
I feel like a child in a T-shirt
Amazed by just being born
and realizing "hey, I'm born" . . .
I feel myself born at every moment
Into the World's eternity of the New
- Moure


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Sein Blick ist vom Vorübergehen der Stäbe
so müd geworden, daß er nichts mehr hält.
Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe
und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt.

Der weiche Gang geschmeidig starker Schritte,
der sich im allerkleinsten Kreise dreht,
ist wie ein Tanz von Kraft um eine Mitte,
in der betäubt ein großer Wille steht.

Nur manchmal schiebt der Vorhang der Pupille
sich lautlos auf -. Dann geht ein Bild hinein,
geht durch der Glieder angespannter Stille -
und hört im Herzen auf zu sein.

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Dödssynder åtrår ni mig ännu?
Vrede vill du blomma i mig?
Vill du driva blodet till mina kinder
och få mitt hjärta att accelerera.
Avundets korta sting,
vill du träffa mig,
låta mig fåfängt få rasa
efter ett annat liv.
Jag vill känna högmodet och gå
med högmodets vadderade ncacke,
jag vill känna den beska älskogens söta sting i min kropp,
och vila en stund på smickrarnas ockersålda mattor.
Jag vill känna hur slugheten får min hjärna att arbeta
och hur omåttligheten griper tag i mig i ett vällustigt begär.
Dödssynder åtrår ni mig?
Kan ni ännu verka i mig?

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Mapuputing kamay, malasutla’t lambot,
kung hinahawi mo itong aking buhok,
ang lahat ng aking dalita sa loob
ay nalilimot ko nang lubos na lubos.

At parang bulaklak na nangakabuka
ang iyong daliring talulot ng ganda,
kung nasasalat ko, O butihing sinta,
parang ang bulakiak kahalikan ko na.

Kamay na mabait, may bulak sa lambot,
may puyo sa gitna paglikom sa loob;
magagandang kamay na parang may gamot,
isang daang sugat nabura sa haplos.



Thursday, October 31, 2013

CLASS 7: Images, Metaphors, Things

The writing activities are below, but first, some concepts and examples.


A. "No ideas but in things," - W. C. Williams

T.S. Eliot's Objective Correlative:
The only way of expressing emotion in the form of art is by finding an "objective correlative"; in other words, a set of objects, a situation, a chain of events which shall be the formula of that particular emotion; such that when the external facts, which must terminate in sensory experience, are given, the emotion is immediately evoked.

B. Metonyms (link goes to list of metonyms)
A metonym" is a figure of speech used in rhetoric in which a thing or concept is not called by its own name, but by the name of something intimately associated with that thing or concept."


Synecdoche: A part of something is often used for the whole, as when people refer to "head" of cattle or assistants are referred to as "hands." Also, the whole of something is used for a part, as when people refer to a municipal employee as "the council" or police officers as "the law".


C. Leaping Poetry: from the conscious to the unconscious (Robert Bly: “Looking for Dragon Smoke.”

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Examples:

from Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock 
by T.S.Eliot 

LET us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question….
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

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Goodbye as
The eyes of a whale say goodbye having never seen
Each other

-W.S. Merwin

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he had a smile like a deckchair

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“As beautiful as the chance encounter of a sewing machine and an umbrella on an operating table.” 
- Comte de Lautréaumont AKA Isidore Lucien Ducasse (1846 – 1870)

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Kennings:
A kenning is a type of literary trope, specifically circumlocution, in the form of a compound (usually two words, often hyphenated) that employs figurative language in place of a more concrete single-word noun. Kennings are strongly associated with Old Norse and later Icelandic and Anglo-Saxon poetry. For example, Old Norse poets might replace sverð, the regular word for “sword”, with a more abstract compound such as “wound-hoe” or ocean as "wave road,"
Modern and historial examples

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WRITING ACTIVITIES

1. Exercise: “Kenning-ize”

I drove in my car along the highway to get to the school.
When I got there, I ate a sandwich.
Then I climbed a tree and fell asleep.


2.  Ondaatje: Sweet like a Crow

NOTE: how the comparisons are the opposite, are generally negative, though said with a kind of loving irony
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(compare to Gudding’s Defence of Poetry” http://www.wildhoneypress.com/Audio/defense.html)

Like Ondaatje, write apoem in the form of a list comparing things to the main thing described.

Your voice was like…

The …. was like…..

End with a ‘twist’ or surprise



3. LORCA ACTIVITY

Leonard Cohen: Take This Waltz. (based on Lorca)
Lorca original (English translation): https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-viennese-waltz/
Leonard Cohen's version "Take This Waltz"
Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQm1OmLMNno



READ:

The Little Mute Boy
  by Federico García Lorca
translated by W. S. Merwin

The little boy was looking for his voice.
(The king of the crickets had it.)
In a drop of water
the little boy was looking for his voice.

I do not want it for speaking with;
I will make a ring of it
so that he may wear my silence
on his little finger

In a drop of water
the little boy was looking for his voice.

(The captive voice, far away,
put on a cricket's clothes.)


a. WRITE:

LIST:
--item of clothing
--unusual colour
-sound in nature that fits this colour
--a continent or country or place
--a texture

b. WRITE: a poem about a journey for your lost sense:


-use your list (in order, if possible) to write a poem

Think about:

-how would you compensate without the sense?

-repetition of lines that talk about searching

-looking in unusual places that turn out to have some connection to the sense

--a wish to do something with the sense that might emphasize its loss or how much  you miss it

-what does the lost sense do without you?

(-what is the function of the parentheses in the original?}

-who's voice is the poem in? is it the same throughout?

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The Little Mute Boy by Federico García Lorca

The Little Mute Boy
  by Federico García Lorca
translated by W. S. Merwin

The little boy was looking for his voice.
(The king of the crickets had it.)
In a drop of water
the little boy was looking for his voice.

I do not want it for speaking with;
I will make a ring of it
so that he may wear my silence
on his little finger

In a drop of water
the little boy was looking for his voice.

(The captive voice, far away,
put on a cricket's clothes.)





Activity:

LIST:
--item of clothing
--unusual colour
-sound in nature that fits this colour
--a continent or country or place
--a texture

WRITE:

POEM about JOURNEY for your LOST SENSE

-use your list (in order, if possible) to write a poem

Think about:

-how would you compensate without the sense?

-repetition of lines that talk about searching

-looking in unusual places that turn out to have some connection to the sense

--a wish to do something with the sense that might emphasize its loss or how much  you miss it

-what does the lost sense do without you?

(-what is the function of the parentheses in the original?}

-who's voice is the poem in? is it the same throughout?

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Class 6: On Form


Is the form something that you fit content in or is it part of the content?

What opportunities does the form provide - for 'shape of thought,' for drama?

What does the form itself say about the world-view or the assumptions of the writer/speaker?

How can the form and its implicit assumptions be played with/against?


David McGimpsey on the 'chubby sonnet':

DM: "I’ve always written sonnets. Sonnets and other fixed, sequential forms are helpful when you are possessed of many thoughts but are too high on them to give them shape and identity. The very first publication I had (in a small literary journal associated with McGill called Rubicon) were part of a sequence called "batman sonnets". Since my first book Lardcake I've always fooled around with a 16 line sonnet that I called a "chubby sonnet" and that this book would be all in that form is really, where it all begins. I'm interested in the relationship of form to sequence; how episodes create plot arcs (as in TV shows) but how narrative expectations are thwarted by character limits (as in a TV series where, say, if the boys in Big Bang Theory all decided to stop being nerds there would be no Big Bang Theory). "
I’ve used this sixteen-line structure in my first three collections of poetry and it definitely came out of interest in writing sonnets. When I was in my twenties, I was writing sonnets in a fairly intent and disciplined way and that was how, for better or worse, I developed the rhetoric of my poetry. I call it a ‘chubby sonnet’ not just because I’ve always been fascinated by the comedic betrayals of weight gain – but that’s part of it – but because I’ve always liked the episodic structure of the sequence of regularly paced poems. The sonnet’s speaker doesn’t end the condition of his care with rational dispersal: the sonneteer doesn’t just figure out their love or pain is not worth it and say, ‘Aha! Problem solved!’ The condition of the speaker’s personality continues and persists. Like a sitcom, the characters do not ‘change.’ Removing these poems from the traditional strictures of the sonnet with a capital ‘S’ hopefully gives enough relief from the more material expectations of that tradition – while engaging that tradition with more bluster and demand. The regularly paced sonnet-like sequence is, furthermore, my homage to John Berryman’s 
Dream Songs and Robert Lowell’s History, two books of poetry that had a strong influence on me.


A variety of forms:



Bhanu Kapil: Definitions in Urban Dictionary 

Hay(Na)ku,

http://www.baymoon.com/~ariadne/form/haynaku.htm#poem

Haiku: Lynn Crosbie, Carrie Leigh's Hugh Hefner Haikus

Jo Harjo: She Had Some Horses

Jon Paul Fiorentino, The Report Cards of Leslie Mackie

Matthew Rohrer, Greater Forces

Matthea Harvey, Lamb

Theodore Roethke, The Waking

David McGimpsey: The Chubby Sonnet: Here's one: here!

Ghazal:  https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/text/ghazal-poetic-form
https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/wwe (Fatimah Asghar)
The Canadian Ghazal\

John Thompson: from Stilt Jack

Dorothea Lasky, Monsters.





Lunes, other forms



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Activities:

1. Hay(na)ku: write five (or more!), linked or unlinked.

(also: see Lynn Crosbie's haiku above.)

2. Write some "definitions" for dictionary words, made up or re-visionedized. See Bhanu Kapil's examples in Urban Dictionary (above)

3. Write a Chubby Sonnet (see David McGimpsey above)

4. Seventeen lines about ________ (Include the word each line.) See: David W. McFadden's "34 Lines about Horses," and Jo Harjo's "She had Some Horses." (above.)
or Ghazal (the refrain repeats the same word/phrase)
[see Lasky's Monsters, above, for poem which more freely repeats the same words.]

3. Same Lines Sonnet. No rhymes except for the final couplet.  Each line a version of the one before. See this. Also, Stuart Ross's Sonnet (Hey, Crumbling Balcony, p.110)

3. Write "Short" Villanelle (in class & homework). The last three stanzas of the form. Rhyme only the last two lines, i.e. the two refrains. See here.


Friday, October 18, 2013

More about long lines: For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry

I am shocked at myself!

I can't believe that I didn't show you some Christopher Smart.

Christopher Smart was born in England in 1722. He is recently famous for a relatively newly discovered long poem called Jubilate Agno.

Thing is, Smart became insane, so consumed was he with religious fervour. But the guy could write. AND, he wrote about God, but also about his (Christopher's, not God's) cat, Jeoffry.

Really amazing stuff.

Here are two excerpts, both different, both using anaphora -- lines which repeat the opening few words -- and both with long lines.

Check it, lovers of cats and long lines:

For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry

Let Helon rejoice with the Woodpecker



Marriage by Gregory Corso


Marriage

Should I get married? Should I be Good?
Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustaus hood?
Don't take her to movies but to cemeteries
tell all about werewolf bathtubs and forked clarinets
then desire her and kiss her and all the preliminaries
and she going just so far and I understanding why
not getting angry saying You must feel! It's beautiful to feel!
Instead take her in my arms lean against an old crooked tombstone
and woo her the entire night the constellations in the sky--

When she introduces me to her parents
back straightened, hair finally combed, strangled by a tie,
should I sit knees together on their 3rd degree sofa
and not ask Where's the bathroom?
How else to feel other than I am,
often thinking Flash Gordon soap--
O how terrible it must be for a young man
seated before a family and the family thinking
We never saw him before! He wants our Mary Lou!
After tea and homemade cookies they ask What do you do for a living?
Should I tell them? Would they like me then?
Say All right get married, we're losing a daughter
but we're gaining a son--
And should I then ask Where's the bathroom?

O God, and the wedding! All her family and her friends
and only a handful of mine all scroungy and bearded
just waiting to get at the drinks and food--
And the priest! He looking at me if I masturbated
asking me Do you take this woman for your lawful wedded wife?
And I trembling what to say say Pie Glue!
I kiss the bride all those corny men slapping me on the back
She's all yours, boy! Ha-ha-ha!
And in their eyes you could see some obscene honeymoon going on--

then all that absurd rice and clanky cans and shoes
Niagara Falls! Hordes of us! Husbands! Wives! Flowers! Chocolates!
All streaming into cozy hotels
All going to do the same thing tonight
The indifferent clerk he knowing what was going to happen
The lobby zombies they knowing what
The whistling elevator man he knowing
The winking bellboy knowing
Everybody knowing! I'd be almost inclined not to do anything!
Stay up all night! Stare that hotel clerk in the eye!
Screaming: I deny honeymoon! I deny honeymoon!
running rampant into those almost climatic suites
yelling Radio belly! Cat shovel!
O I'd live in Niagara forever! in a dark cave beneath the Falls
I'd sit there the Mad Honeymooner devising ways to break marriages, a scourge of
bigamy a saint of divorce--

But I should get married I should be good
How nice it'd be to come home to her
and sit by the fireplace and she in the kitchen
aproned young and lovely wanting by baby
and so happy about me she burns the roast beef
and comes crying to me and I get up from my big papa chair
saying Christmas teeth! Radiant brains! Apple deaf!
God what a husband I'd make! Yes, I should get married!
So much to do! like sneaking into Mr Jones' house late at night
and cover his golf clubs with 1920 Norwegian books
Like hanging a picture of Rimbaud on the lawnmower
like pasting Tannu Tuva postage stamps all over the picket fence
like when Mrs Kindhead comes to collect for the Community Chest
grab her and tell her There are unfavorable omens in the sky!
And when the mayor comes to get my vote tell him
When are you going to stop people killing whales!
And when the milkman comes leave him a note in the bottle
Penguin dust, bring me penguin dust, I want penguin dust--

Yet if I should get married and it's Connecticut and snow
and she gives birth to a child and I am sleepless, worn,
up for nights, head bowed against a quiet window, the past behind me,
finding myself in the most common of situations a trembling man
knowledged with responsibility not twig-smear not Roman coin soup--
O what would that be like!
Surely I'd give it for a nipple a rubber Tacitus
For a rattle bag of broken Bach records
Tack Della Francesca all over its crib
Sew the Greek alphabet on its bib
And build for its playpen a roofless Parthenon

No, I doubt I'd be that kind of father
not rural not snow no quiet window
but hot smelly New York City
seven flights up, roaches and rats in the walls
a fat Reichian wife screeching over potatoes Get a job!
And five nose running brats in love with Batman
And the neighbors all toothless and dry haired
like those hag masses of the 18th century
all wanting to come in and watch TV
The landlord wants his rent
Grocery store Blue Cross Gas & Electric Knights of Columbus
Impossible to lie back and dream Telephone snow, ghost parking--
No! I should not get married and I should never get married!
But--imagine if I were to marry a beautiful sophisticated woman
tall and pale wearing an elegant black dress and long black gloves
holding a cigarette holder in one hand and highball in the other
and we lived high up a penthouse with a huge window
from which we could see all of New York and even farther on clearer days
No I can't imagine myself married to that pleasant prison dream--

O but what about love? I forget love
not that I am incapable of love
it's just that I see love as odd as wearing shoes--
I never wanted to marry a girl who was like my mother
And Ingrid Bergman was always impossible
And there maybe a girl now but she's already married
And I don't like men and--
but there's got to be somebody!
Because what if I'm 60 years old and not married,
all alone in furnished room with pee stains on my underwear
and everybody else is married! All in the universe married but me!

Ah, yet well I know that were a woman possible as I am possible
then marriage would be possible--
Like SHE in her lonely alien gaud waiting her Egyptian lover
so I wait--bereft of 2,000 years and the bath of life.