When I wrote “Everything,” I was noticing how our minds (I’m assuming we’re similar in this way) accessorize everything, including sex, with images that often have nothing to do with the thing at hand. I think such constant displacement must be part of being human. Then I called up things that seemed strangely sexy to me as examples. I could certainly have come up with others. Don’t get the idea that I’m an apricot fetishist. I just liked the sound of that word.
Rae Armantrout on "Everything" |
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The Impossible Job of Poet Laureate
"For a woman who wasn’t noted for a deep interest in literature, the Queen was served by some highly skilled poets laureate. Yet almost all found the job burdensome, and none produced his or her best work while wearing the laurels."
via THE GUARDIAN |
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What Sparks Poetry:
Susan Tichy on Czesław Miłosz's The Collected Poems
"His quarrels and debates with California—and with everything else, from the Catholic Church to the slippery and duplicitous powers of language itself—I met in the poems, and as poems. His dialectical movement through image and statement, history and lyric, was a revelation, a poetic practice that, in itself, opposed authoritarian thinking—literally a form of resistance." |
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