Overheard at the screening of Capote I saw this afternoon: "That certainly wasn’t a movie for homophobes, was it?" No, indeed. I love overheard audience commentary. Seriously, though, see it. (Spoilers ahoy, for those of you who require warnings of that type.) Philip Seymour Hoffman demonstrates not only his commendable acting chops, but his total […]
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I just figured something out: Roughly half of my dissertation was about how people mentally organize and store information; the other half was about what it means to talk about poetic form and how poetry seeps into our heads and stays there. (Actually, the proportions are off. Another big part was making the argument that […]
Io sono quel gran medico, dottore enciclopedico chiamato Dulcamara, la cui virtù preclara e i portenti infiniti son noti in tutto il mondo… e in altri siti. [I am the great physician, the walking encyclopedia, Doctor Dulcamara; my skill is famous, and my boundless marvels are known all over the world … and in other […]
1. Cole Swensen’s Oh, a very short book that does for opera what her later books of poems did for the Tres Riches Heures and the history of illumination. A fellow LibraryThing user recommended it, and I snapped it up, because I dug Goest big time, and there are so few poets who write about […]
Your random poetry link of the day: 30 translations of Matsuo Basho’s frog haiku, with commentary. From the literal — "Old pond / and a frog-jump-in / water-sound — to the not at all literal — "There once was a curious frog / Who sat by a pond on a log…" Kerplunk. (Via this moment.)
Every year, I forget that November is National Novel Writing Month, and then remember, too late, when people start talking about it. But this year, I’m writing it down in my calendar to remember for next year. Maybe then I’ll actually write that historical spy novel about itinerant musicians. Then again: today, waiting for the […]
Curious: Halloween seems to last longer and longer every year. Yesterday, out on the town for a haircut and dinner and a Virginia Film Festival screening (The Ice Harvest: funny up to a certain point, then it just got disturbing), I kept seeing people wandering around in costume. There seemed to be groups of trick-or-treating […]
A few links for a rainy evening. I’ve always liked hearing poets read their work out loud, caveats about the "poetry-reading voice" notwithstanding: The PENNsound archive, home of more recordings of poets reading than you can shake a stick at. Paul Muldoon, whose work has interested me for a while, has a bunch of recordings […]
In honor of the leaves finally turning, and because it’s been in my head lately: Autumn Day Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,and on the meadows let the wind go free. Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine;grant them a few more warm […]