MARCH 25


Bring your poems--we're handing the last ones out. Once
again, the same people will be critics for the poems of the poets
whose names they drew.

But also we want to get a ____load of "nos" and will read
manuscripts, based on the posted "criteria" sheet (forget the
absurd one I rushed out in the heat last week, use the one
below on this blog).

Also, not as much fun as a barrel of monkeys (is that how
the weird aphorism goes?), but you'll proof PART of Erica's
manuscript.

You are now reading a couple of books. In Progress, I think
they call it. And I want to talk about Daniels and Oeding a
bit each time. Remember, you'll write 75 words on Oeding,
due a week from this Tuesday (see below).

There is a fiction reading on Wednesday night, and it's a good one.

Consider this tidbit. See the part about music. Should we write
toward hoping people experience something like this? If so, how
much (and what kind) of thinking do we need to do when we
write something. Compare a poem to a song you adore. Should
write (say, John Lennon) be required to explain his intent for
any particular song? Maybe just a little?

Emily Dickinson said: If I feel physically as if the top of my head
were taken off, I know that is poetry.

What about that as a definition . . . ? And what about duende?