Sunday, January 25, 2009

I GIVE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"If I say something that helps, good. If what I say is of no help, let it go. Don’t start arguments. They are futile and take away from our purpose. As Yeats noted, your important arguments are with yourself. If you don’t agree with me, don’t listen. Think about something else."

-- Richard Hugo, The Triggering Town.

... quoted by The Unreliable Narrator, whose post on what she calls the spectrum is more lucid than what I would say now, having foolishly brought up the whole asshole situation. To rectify, so to speak, my having done so, let me direct you as well to Joshua Corey on Hugo.


Lemon Hound said...

Unreliable has much to say on the spectrum, and yes quite lucid. Refreshing, particularly when so many seem unable to see any kind of spectrum of poetry, or ways of discussing poetry. Perhaps if they ignore difference whatever it is that doesn't fit into their idea of poetry will simply fall away?

Ah well, onward.

Very much looking forward to Chicago.

the unreliable narrator said...

Aw, man, don't give up! Specially not with so many exclams!!!!! Just think of everyone's electronic arm-rasslin' as a nice safe gentlemanly hobby that keeps us poets off the streets—or, as some like to call it, SWOTI Syndrome:

But hey, thanks for linkin' me up, though of course my faux-wide-eyed, apparent "why can't we all just get along" stance will be easily mistaken for quietism in most circles. Wish I could toast you at A**@#$%WP, but instead I sent you a parcel of actual real live readable books on Saturday.

brian a j salchert said...

Mr. Share,

All you have going here just reminded me of a poem in English written by Pessoa; but, really, last night I got down to point 10 of U-- N--'s post, and had to stop;
and this morning when I tried to get back to it, I couldn't. I can't keep up with these conversations breaking out.

Then too the "asshole" meme. It may well be it is/ for some. In
Llnh Dinh's "The Lower Half" is an
entire "Asshole" poem by a person I
would never have thought might author such a thing.

In stark contrast, Samuel Johnson's prose is so erudite I began to smile and even titter, but I could not stop reading it.
Thank you.

And now the discussion at Dale Smith's. Ever since KSM's relevance posts I have been bouncin' from blog to blog. If you see a head bounding by, yell out Brian to it. Maybe it will wave a bit of its cowlick toward you or even pause.