I love conversations about art, however loose, however contingent or shaggy. I have been trying to let the pleasures of those conversations bleed into my writing. Thinking about a Breton poem or an REM song caught on the radio—these things are inextricable from my understanding of how I love my wife; bringing them into the foreground of this poem only expands the means I have to articulate that love.
Charlie Clark on "Amateur Hour (What Do Sad Songs Remind You Of?) |
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"Student Discovers Unpublished William Carlos Williams Manuscript"
"Having difficulty interpreting Williams’ ornamental cursive writing, Ruan struggled in her transcription. She searched for the published poem online, but was surprised to discover one didn’t exist. Confused, Ruan consulted the curator of the collection as well as an expert on Williams, who both verified her find was an unpublished original piece."
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What Sparks Poetry:
Raquel Salas Rivera on "Churchless Sunday"
"One verse in particular left me unsatisfied with my translation: 'pasan bajo el calor de mi ventana' became 'pass beneath my sweltry window.' 'Sweltry' is a weighty word, and I imagine the nuns suffering under their frocks in the Caribbean heat, but 'calor' remits to human warmth, even tenderness, those things—like the smell of used books and towels and the entangled scent of incense—that are of the flesh." |
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