Yearly Archives: 2007
The February 2007 issue of ByLine magazine, now available for sale at Barnes & Noble Pittsford and Write Book & Gifts in Honeoye Falls (www.writebookandgifts.com), includes an article by me titled “The Five Essential Books Every Poet Must Have.” I am grateful to the magazine’s poetry editor, Donna M. Marbach, for the opportunity to share my thoughts on this subject.
Marbach, along with Robbi Hess and Peter Young, has invested in this magazine and all three are doing a wonderful job of updating it for the 21st. century. Both the January and February 2007 issues have a slick new look, inside and out. While it’s not exactly Writer’s Digest, it is informative for the novice to intermediate writer and poet. At a cover price of $5.oo per issue, it’s quite affordable.
If you can get a print copy, let me know what you think of this magazine.
Nick DiChario’s novel A Small and Remarkable Life (Red Deer Press, 2006) is one of the best bits of speculative fiction I’ve read in quite some time. This is mostly due to the fact that being in an MFA program prevented me from reading genre fiction (since there’s no extra time for leisurely reading and genre fiction couldn’t possibly be literary). DiChario’s book, however, would be a strong contender as literary fiction on the merits of its craft and the excellence in the telling of its tale, an allegory set in the 19th. century. While the protagonist is an earth-born alien, he is surprisingly accepted in the culture of western New York state. Perhaps this is because western New York has given birth to several different brands of religiousity where angels have visited and spiritual colonies have settled. We western New Yorkers are not easily shocked.
Blue-skinned (no, he’s not an Andorian) Tink Puddah offers the reader a study in mercy, grace, and forgiveness, attributes that we would all be well -reminded to exhibit on this 21st. century quotidian Earth.
A saying borrowed from Tommy Conley. After two very long years, I have finally obtained an MFA from Bennington College.
My lecture on the 21st century American sonnet went well, thanks to all who offered advice and pointed me in the right direction (M.J. Iuppa, Lorrie Divers, Donna Marbach, John Roche, Jules Nyquist and many, many others to whom I am forever grateful). Henri Cole and April Bernard asked some tough questions but, surprisingly enough, Spencer Reece (a delightful new faculty member at the Writing Seminars) did not ask one–a huge relief since he was well-acquainted with sonneteer James Merrill. I wish Mr. Reece well in the writing of his own sonnets.
Some of the highlights of this last residency include a marvelous lecture by Louise Beach on the personas created by poet Fernando Pessoa. At the end of her lecture, Louise employed three of her own personas to reinforce her point: a farmer played by poet/instructor/editor Ed Ochester, a very naughty girl played to perfection by Celeste Guzman Mendoza, and a moody high schooler played by me. Talk about a memorable lecture!
Classmate Kendra Tanacea gave an insightful lecture on the poetry of Ruth Stone. Bennington Writing Seminars Director Liam Rector had a strong reaction to Ms. Stone’s poetry, especially in her treatment of men. Kendra handled the matter with grace and tact and, a few days later, tote bags sporting a photo of Ms. Stone with the slogan “Real men read Ruth Stone” appeared around campus.
The “brass balls” originated by Leslie McGrath became “brass breasts” in honor of Ms. Stone. Celeste Guzman Mendoza presented the first Ruth Stone award to Cheryl Tucker (June 2007). Don’t worry, gentlemen. The brass breasts may be easily reconverted to brass balls, if necessary.
Other graduating poets’ lectures included Jules Nyquist on the sestina, Elisabeth Farrell on the trickster in the poetry of Charles Simic, and Celeste Guzman Mendoza on the art of the literary interview. Our fiction and non-fiction classmates did us proud as well.
Sadly, Susan Howard Case could not graduate with us. We all missed her very much and as many of us as are able will try to be there to see her and several other former classmates being awarded their hoods and diplomas in June.
As if to make the point that leaving Bennington is not easy, a mouse chewed through the air filter and began to nest in the air flow line of my car, keeping my friend Lorrie Divers and me in VT one extra day. So much the better; we got to visit the Blue Benn one more time.
Thanks to David Dodd for his sage suggestions for my graduate reading.
Thanks to all the poets, writers, friends, family, dogs, cats and other beings for their support during this quest. That is what this experience was for me, a quest, though I’m still not certain just what I am searching for. I suspect I’ll be on the cusp of finding it a minute or so before I die.