MY BRIEF POETIC MOMENTS

IF A BOOK TREE DOESN'T WORK OUT, TRY A TABLE TREE.
IF A BOOK TREE DOESN’T WORK OUT, TRY A TABLE TREE.

Sunday afternoon. Cleaning. Decorating–wrapping all of those Christmas lights purchased for the misbegotten book tree around a red table where they look quite festive. It’s all good.

Now I want to begin the end of ModPo, the wonderful poetry MOOC. And it has been enjoyable, informative, even challenging but I’ve lost interest after the New York School. Not wanting to be a quitter however here begins the countdown with the Language Poets. Ron Silliman’s “Albany.”

That we are “languaged” beings is not a phrase I’ve ever heard or considered before but it is often used in ModPo especially now in this time of the ‘language poets.’ I like it and, more surprisingly, the language poets with their disjointed memoir-poems are both readable and fascinating. I’ll say more tomorrow and include an excerpt but now I’m tired and a review of the first four seasons of Downton Abbey will be on soon. Can’t miss that.

Here’s the weekend in a couple of photos.

DSCN6377
THAT PRETTY SECOND-FROM-THE-RIGHT CHEERLEADER IS THE AMAZING SARA.
LOOKING EAST AT THE MANZANOS AND THE SANDIAS.
LOOKING EAST AT THE MANZANOS AND THE SANDIAS.

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s