Ick, ick, ick.
Here hear James read his poem for Walcott…
It’s his dream job.
The SofQ poets are particularly nasty Silliman suggests, but the Hound suspects excessive careerism might bite us all in the butt.
Ick, ick, ick.
Here hear James read his poem for Walcott…
It’s his dream job.
The SofQ poets are particularly nasty Silliman suggests, but the Hound suspects excessive careerism might bite us all in the butt.
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2 comments
Matt says:
May 28, 2009
that silliman post is a real clunker
Ross Brighton says:
May 29, 2009
Wow I was about to say the same thing.
That post of Ron’s makes me very uncomfortable, like the exchange he had with Leslie Scalapino some time ago:
“[W]omen, people of color, sexual minorities, the entire
spectrum of the ‘marginal’ – have a manifest political need to
have their stories told [so that] their writing [...] often
appears much more conventional”
‘What / Person: From an Exchange,’ Leslie Scalapino and Ron Silliman, Poetics Journal 9, eds.
Barrett Watten and Lyn Hejinian, June 1991. p.51.
It seems he hasn’t grown up much.