FEB 22 (AGAIN)


Hope I didn't sound too school-masterish before.

Life in the big city. Gotta have the books for class, for instance.

So. What with Nancy up first, your two questions each
(first thing I'll collect), and the little thing going on
with the lit mags . . .

There's no time to do all there is to do.

We'll do Danny's poems, and Chrissy's, and Carissa's
and the erasure poems (one erasure of a poem by Amy Lowell,
relative of Robert, who, I'm sorry, if you didn't find
Lowell's poems unbelielably powerful . . . "For the Union Dead"!

Good God.

And Bishop--one forgets how sensuous it is to DESCRIBE . . .

You have to get past the expectation of something
ambiguous and edgy. Bishop and Lowell. "At the Fishhouses" . . .

The first poem I wrote that stayed in Downsides
was fed by the flames of "Fishhouses." The way Bishop
moves us around a landscape. And where she takes us.

"Traveling" is the poem of mine I'm talking about.

Echoes in the endings . . . ). Okay, that was a long
parenthetical. Amanda is next, and Kyle, and Erin, but
I imagine that will be for next time. We'll do what we can do.