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NaPoWriMo Strikes Again

April was National Poetry Writing Month, which I started doing back in 2013 back when I was sitting in the Faculty Admin office of IAIA in Santa Fe. During the first three years I did my own projects. Then I tried in 2016 to do the official prompts; but I gave up after two weeks when I got sick in Los Angeles. This year I committed to try the prompts again. It’s a mental and physical gauntlet, this challenge!

The Experience

Overall, there was much less camaraderie over at Hello Poetry this year. Some possible reasons for this:

  • I lost touch with my Hello Poetry friends. I blame myself for this. I never log in unless it’s the month of April. And this year I didn’t have time to read other poems and make comments. I had barely enough time to write and post my own poems. But I do hope to go back and read through some poems in May. There’s also a political element hanging over poems this year. My old pals might be Trump supporters and I was writing poems with undertones they found offensive. I really don’t know them very well.
  • Also, I did the prompts from the official site (http://napowrimo.net/) and found out later that Hello Poetry was providing their own prompts. So not everybody was on the same page with prompts. This was kind of a bummer because part of the prompt-following fun is seeing what everyone else is doing with the challenges.
  • Also, the Hello Poetry site went through a major overhaul right smack in the middle of National Poetry Month! What timing. So there were glitches with making posts and making edits and times when the site was fully down. I noticed that none of my poems trended after the switch-over. Either I was writing more and more pitiful poems, (not an impossibility), or the algorithm of popularity changed.

In any case, it was kinda lonely over there. Next year I’m going to continue with my own themes and then I’ll come back in a few years to do the prompts again.

The Poems

Here are this year’s poems.

  1. 22 Skinny Lions – Write a Kay Ryan poem (which included an animal) and I wrote a political poem based on the idea of 22 skinny liars.
  2. Melts-in-Your-Mouth Marrow Pot – another political poem based on the challenge of writing a recipe.
  3. Horses – the challenge was to write an elegy based on a phrase you remember a loved one using. I wrote about my Grandfather and our inability to communicate with each other due to his Parkinson’s.
  4. The Turning of the Ducks – the challenge was to write an enigma poem about someone or something famous. Only one person has figured it out.
  5. The Juniper Besides – to write a Mary Oliver nature poem.
  6. 13 Ways of Looking at John B. McLemore (Literally) – Write a “13 Ways of Looking at a Blackbird” poem. I was right in the middle of the sublime Shittown podcast.
  7. The Thing About Luck – Write a luck poem.
  8. The Tempest – Another political poem based on Alice Oswald’s “Evening Poem” when the challenge was to write an incantation.
  9. Magic 9 Form – a 9 line form influenced by the phrase abracadabra. Plus, I love to sing “Bibbidi-bobbidy-boo” a lot from Disney’s Cinderella.
  10. The Fairy Godmother’s Son – love poem, challenge was to write a portrait poem. Also influenced by Cinderella.
  11. No Money, No Metaphors – Based on a speech given by the President of CNM and issues occurring with New Mexico’s governor Martinez. The form is a Bop refrain.
  12. Book Bound – Based on an experience with my Difficult Book group, the challenge to write alliteration and assonance.
  13. Ode to Ovaries (Actually a Ghazal) – a day at the gynecologist produced this ode/ghazal.
  14. A Clerihew – clerihew’s are fun short spoofs on celebrates. Harder than they look. Many failed attempts.
  15. In the Fields of America – Another political one (surprise) based on the idea of being in the middle of something.
  16. Dear Adult Face – Write a correspondence poem. I have no idea how this idea got up in my face like it did.
  17. Midnight in Winslow – Write a nocturne. Poems 15, 16 and 17 were written at or about La Posada, the amazing Harvey House, in Winslow, Arizona.
  18. The Bathabout – write a poem of neologisms or made-up-words.
  19. A Creation Story – Write a creation myth. Irreverence was not part of the challenge. Supplied for free.
  20. Curveballs Tangled in a Fence – Write a poem using the jargon of the game.
  21. Overhearing a Business Meeting – Write a poem based on something overheard. True story that happened that very day.
  22. A Georgic on Growing Pickles – True family story: my Father's cousin wins the state fair every year with her mother’s pickle recipe. Slightly political take on the pickles. The extended family doesn’t agree on politics. Hard to write about.
  23. Stacks – A “double elevenie" form” that I wrote about my home office but realized later the lines also had an unintended layer of marijuana. Totally unintentional. You can watch me compose the poem on the screen capture and see how and why I chose each word. Ask Mark Twain and he’ll tell you the river is not a symbol for freedom (it is). Sub-context works in mysterious ways.  (YouTube version)
  24. Snickering Marginalia – Write an ekphrasis poem based on marginalia of medieval manuscripts. There were an amazing amount of naughty ones.
  25. Poem Spaces – Explore a small defined space. I wrote about the spaces where I've written.
  26. Stage-poemTen Relics of Very Tiny Religions – Write a poem about archaeologists in the future making sense of our culture. In my poem, archaeologists find my garage full of Cher memorabilia.
  27. Ode to Salsa – Write a poem exploring sense of taste.
  28. Modern Manners – Write a Skeltonic. Political.
  29. Serenade – Write a poem based on a word from one of your favorite poems. I picked the poem “Serenade” by Billy Collins which led to learning all about the history of Europeans discovering the Bougainvillia plant. Turned into a major girls-rock story.
  30. Ideologies – Write about something that happens again and again. Sadly political.  (YouTube version)

HypertexteditThe Electronic Literature Piece

In my Difficult Book group, we started reading the elit book The Imaginary 21st Century  by Norman Klein and Margo Bistis. While researching it, we found this video called a Hypertextedit by its creator Tim Tsang.

Although we couldn’t really determine what that video was doing, I surmised it was following the thought process of Tsang as he worked online, how his online travelings might reveal his thought processes. I thought that was a pretty cool idea so I did two similar videos while I was composing the poems “Stacks”  and “Ideologies.”

TommypicoOther Poets

One of the great things about NaPoWriMo.net is that they post interviews every day. I didn’t have nearly enough time to read all of them but I did find a poet I’m looking forward to exploring: Tommy Pico. Some links to his stuff:

Interview on Lit Hub

Article from The New Yorker

Poems in Bomb Magazine

Poet Movies: Elizabeth Bishop and Emily Dickinson

Bishop-writingI’ve been in the mood for some movies about writers so I checked out this one from Amazon, the only way I know how to rent movies anymore since Netflix isn't in the movie business anymore: Reaching for the Moon, the 2013 film about Elizabeth Bishop and her lover Maria Carlota Costellat de Macedo Soares.

It was very long but I enjoyed it. Glória Pires was charming as Lota and Miranda Otto was suitably dowdy as Elizabeth Bishop. In fact, Bishop is portrayed much less coldly than I imagined she would be. And I must say, I always assumed Carlota died of cancer; I didn’t realize what actually happened (no spoiler alert here).

Treat Williams, whom I had a crush on when the movie Hair came out, played Robert Lowell in two small scenes involving the poem “One Art.” Two love poems are also featured: “The Shampoo”  and “Close, Close All Night."  Here’s the scene with from the movie with the later poem.  “Insomnia” is also featured as the relationship starts to falter.  There are many scenes with Bishop struggling to write or work out issues in poems, primarily in her Brazilian studio designed by Lota, who was a famous architect in Brazil. It was during this period that Bishop’s book North and South was published and won the Pulitzer Prize.  The setting and performances are top notch.

New York Times Review

The New Yorker about the poem “The Art of Losing”

Dickinson-movieThere’s also a new movie in theaters now about Emily Dickinson, A Quiet Passion. It is me or do both of these movies have dull titles? I haven’t seen this one because I live where independent movies are slow to reach. But the reviews sound great.

Here’s the trailer.

Vox Review

The New Yorker Review

NPR Review

The New York Times Review says this movie is about “the mind of someone who lived completely in her time.” They also say the film “refuses the obvious,” is “visually gorgeous” with lyrical camera work that reflects Dickinson's poems. I also like that Cynthia Nixon recites stanzas of Dickinson’s poems instead of doing voice-over narration.  This is another 2-hour epic. Telling the lives of poets takes a while.

Big Bang #Poetry: Poetry Card Week 11 (UK, US)

Continuing in 2017 to work through the Poet’s Corner card deck series.

Ebb“She has laughed as softly as she sighed.
      She has counted six and over,
Of a purse well filled, and a heart well tried—
     Oh each a worthy lover!
They ‘give her time’; for her soul must slip
     Where the world has set the grooving:
She will lie to one with her fair red lip–
  But love seeks truer loving.”

A Woman’s Shortcomings” Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth was popular before she met Robert Browning and Edgar Allen Poe dedicated a book of verse to her. He called her “the noblest of your sex” which she seemed to find stupid, responding “Sir, you are the most discerning of yours.” She suffered a spinal injury at 15 and waited through three years of letters before agreeing to meet Robert Browning. This poem is described on the card as sardonic and the poet as before her time.

Jeffers"Sports and gallantries, the stage,
  the arts, the antics of dancers,
The exuberant voices of music,
Have charm for children but lack
  nobility; it is bitter earnestness
That makes beauty; the mind
Knows, grown adult."

Boats in a Fog” by Robinson Jeffers

An American poet who “celebrated strength, self-reliance and other heroic virtues, ” Jeffers lived at Hawk Tower in Carmel, California. Ghost Adventures visited the location a few years ago. I blogged about the episode. The card calls him “completely out of step with his times.” His epic, biblical poetry is “not only difficult to anthology but can also test a reader’s endurance.” He was also full of “antimodern rhetoric" and this poem is about classical arts vs “the vulgarities of contemporary popular culture.” Not too surprisingly, Jeffers became a recluse at the end of his life.

Tennyson"Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Make weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."

"Ulysses" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

The card quotes Edmund Gosse to say “ No living poet has ever held England…quite so long under his unbroken sway.” He experienced enormous fame and was Poet Laureate for 40 years, originally designated by Queen Victoria.

Week stats:

1 black American female
6 white American females
5 white American males
1 white Andalusian male
1 white Austrian male
1 Chilean male
6 white English males
2 white English female
1 white French male
1 white Italian male
1 white Scottish male
1 white Welsh male

1 1300s poet
1 1600s poet
1 1700s poet
10 1800s poets
14 1900s poets

National Poetry Writing Month 2017

PoemadaySo National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) is in full swing this April 2017 and I’m doing the daily prompts this year. You can read them at https://hellopoetry.com/mary-mccray/poems/. So far we’ve done Bop poems, 9-line poems, portraits, nature poems, repetition incantations, enigma poems, elegies, Kay Ryan poems and recipe poems. It’s only a third of the way through the month and my brain is totally fried. Every year this is a distance race.

One assignment was to do a poem around something lost or found. These were two very beautiful examples:

The Arm by Stephen Dunn
State of Grace by Elizabeth Boquet

Barrellhouse Magazine has also been doing 30 days of poems about pop culture. Some interesting examples:

And I've loved learning more about poet Monica de la Torre:

On Translation
View from a Folding Chair

DidionJoan Didion the The Last Love Song

A few months ago a book club I'm in read Joan Didion's second novel, Play It As It Lays, a critique of Hollywood and Vegas. At the same time I decided to read Didion's new biography by Tracy Daugherty. It's full of stuff about her writing process. In one section, Daugherty quotes her in explaining the difference between being an intellectual and a writer:

A writer is “a person whose most absorbed and passionate hours are spent arranging words on pieces of paper. ..one becomes a writer [this way]: ‘you just lie low…You stay quiet. You don’t talk to many people and you keep your nervous system from shorting out.’”

  

Poetry Card Week 10 (UK, US)

ColeridgeStill working through the Poet’s Corner card deck series I found in Lititz, Pennsylvania, last summer. I'm actually enjoying the serendipity of selecting cards that correspond to poets and themes I'm finding in other poetry adventures. All three cards this week were unusual in that I guessed all their titles before flipping the cards over. 

And I had done a hellish thing,
And it would world ‘em woe:
For all averred, I had killed the bird
That made the breeze to blow.
Ah wretch! Said they, the bird to slay,
That made the breeze to blow!

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner” by Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

Coleridge was one of my favorite Romantic poets in college and I based one of my Mars poems on "Rime of the Ancient Mariner," (a poem that was cut before publication). Coleridge was the "thirteenth of thirteen children of a country vicar.” He wrote this poem when he was 26 about "spiritual restlessness." He was addicted to laudanum and opium. Had he not been, we would never have had this wonderful thing.

PlathDaddy, I have had to kill you.
You died before I had time–
Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,
Ghastly statute with one gray toe
Big as a Frisco seal…

Daddy” by Sylvia Plath.

This is a good irony pulling this card. In our Difficult Book Reading Club we recently finished reading Play It As It Lays by Joan Didion. Joan Didion is one of my favorite writers, especially depicting both Los Angeles and New York City. So as I was inspired then to read her newish biography by Tracy Daugherty, The Last Love Song, a huge tome that spent a good amount of time describing Didion's experience winning a scholarship to work as an intern at Vogue Magazine in the late 1950s. This story lead me to finally read Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar because Plath had also won young-writer's internship to Mademoiselle Magazine around the same time. Plath’s novel documents her experience during that time. And reading that led me to start her collected poems, edited by her husband, poet Ted Hughes. This poetry card says she was a “gifted poet but a tortured soul" and that now she is primarily of interest to feminist scholars. Which leads us to…

Dickinson"Inebriate of Air—am I—
And Debauchee of Dew—
Reeling—through endless summer days—
Form inns of Molten Blue—

No. 214 “I taste a liquor never brewed” by Emily Dickinson.

Secluded in Amherst, Massachusetts, Dickinson was famously posthumously famous. Only 8 of her 1800 poems were published in her lifetime,  and none with her consent. She is cited, along with her contemporary Walt Whitman, (unknown to each other), as the founder of a truly American poetry. Many of her poems are a riddles of dashes, the card says,  “as if only half articulating” what she wanted to say. If you like Dickinson, the HarvardX course on her is very interesting. I've been wondering why many of their courses have shut down enrollment and if this was related to a recent lawsuit regarding accessibility in the online materials.

Week stats:

1 white American colonialist female
1 black American female
5 white American females
3 white American males
1 white Andalusian male
1 white Austrian male
1 Chilean male
5 white English males
1 white English female
1 white French male
1 white Italian male
1 white Scottish male
1 white Welsh male

1 1300s poet
1 1600s poet
1 1700s poet
8 1800s poets
12 1900s poets

Songs and Poems, Redux

MicI guess this will be an evolving conversation. Or maybe this is just a topic I've become entangled with after defending Bob Dylan as a Nobel-Prize-winning poet. It's been my longtime experience that poets and songwriters, neither one, like to talk about the permeable in-between-ness of what they do.

Here are my latest arguments:

  1. The first ancient writings we consider to be poems were either recited or sung. Poetry predates literacy and recitations needed to be mnemonic. They were usually metrical or musical. (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_poetry)

  2. The word ballad itself points back to poems and songs. There are both musical and poetry ballads, showing their shared history. (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ballad)
  3. Both songs and many formal poems arrange themselves in stanzas. Another word for stanza, according to poet and poetry historian Edward Hirsch, is stave or staff, which is another connection to music. According to PoetrySchool.com, (OMG, I could get lost on that site): 

    "what we would now understand as lyric poetry can be traced back to a way of performing in which an individual poet would accompany themselves on a lyre while they sang their verses. What we now call the stanza was a group of lines in a set meter whose pattern was repeated, most likely to be sung to the same repeated melody, like the pop lyrics of today."

    Mic drop.

  4. Poetry forms employ more repetitive elements than free verse: rhymes, repeated lines and metrical structures. Forms add constraints. Forms and free verse each have affordances, a set of possibilities and limits to their structures, such as these:

    Forms are easier to memorize.
    Forms are easier to set to music.
    Forms look organized and clean on paper.
    Forms are more predictable.
    Free verse often sounds like it rambles.
    Free verse sounds less sing-song-y and therefore more serious.

    It’s an art of stretching or stuffing whatever structure you choose to work with. Joni Mitchell songs sound more like free verse, (and her lyrics also work as poems, which is why she published them in a big beautiful book that I own, Joni Mitchell, The Complete Poems and Lyrics).

  5. Here's a rubric I like to use: does this lyric rise to the level of fooling anyone who might not know it's a song? If you read an unfamiliar lyric and mistook it for a poem: Booya! It’s hard to test this theory out with music snobs but I did pass off a Bernie Taupin lyric in an anthology of my favorite poems in graduate school, as I did with a Gary Shandling joke that I broke up with line breaks.
  6. There’s a big difference between "You Take My Breath Away" and "Whiter Shade of Pale." Consider this recent example I've been using with my Cher friends, two very different kinds of social-consciousness lyrics:

    Prayers
    The first link is Cher singing some vague generalities in her newest song written by Diane Warren, "Prayers for This World" (2017)

    BackstageThe second link is Cher singing some lyrics of chilling specificity in her version of "Masters of War," written by Bob Dylan (1968).

     

Some songs are just songs and some songs are poetry.

Some will argue that the test above was not a fair contest. And I agree. Because one of these writers is a poet.

I've been talking a lot about Mary Pipher's book, Writing to Change the World. As a therapist, she talks about the difficulties of persuasion and change. In the end of the book she addresses both music and poetry and points out some very interesting differences that are relevant here:

“The auditory circuits that carry music to the brain are proximate to the part of the brain that controls emotions. Music causes both to vibrate, and literally moves us to feelings. Because music burrows so deeply into our psyches, singing adds power and richness to words. Test this theory for yourself by reciting, then singing, 'Glory, Glory, Hallelujah.'

"Music is connected to memory in different ways than speech. Alzheimer’s patients who no longer remember names can still sing songs. People in deep comas often can respond to music. Songs transport us back to our mother’s cradling, our first day of school, making out in our parents’ basements, or our trip to the ocean. Songs carry us back in time to the Civil War, the Irish potato famine, the early days on the Great Plains, the Great Depression, or World War II…

"Music taps into galaxies within us all. And music entrains our rhythms with those of other people, causing us to breath together. Singing together builds community instantly. Singing in harmony literally creates harmony. Pete Seeger said, ‘Singing together you find out that there are things you can learn from each other that you can’t learn from arguments or any other way.’”

Here’s how she describes poetry:

“Poetry has the gossamer quality of a snowflake and the power of a sword….poets write precisely and close to the bone."

Anyway, that's all for now…sure to be continued.

  

Narcissism Today

NarcissimNarcissism is in the news big time right now. It's as if the years of self-absorption have finally come home to roost. It seems like a good time to plug, Writing in the Age of Narcissism again. But first some recent articles on the topic:

Understanding Trump’s narcissism could be the key to opposing him (The Guardian)

Trump is an extreme narcissist, and it only gets worse from here (The Boston Globe)

Donald Trump’s Narcissism Got Him Elected. It Won’t Get Him Impeached. (Fortune)

Narcissists In The Workplace (Psych Central)

Me! Me! Me! Are we living through a narcissism epidemic? (The Guardian)

World events call for a change in attitude. If you're a former gunslinger looking to turn good, this is a place to start:

Writing in the Age of Narcissism

If you’re a poet or writer in any other form or genre, you’ve probably witnessed many modern, uncivilized behaviors from fellow students, writers and academic colleagues—their public relations gestures, their catty reviews and essays, and their often uncivil career moves. Like actors, visual artists and politicians, cut-throat pirate maneuverings have become the new normal. It’s what occurs whenever there are more people practicing an art than any particular economy can support.

The difference with writers is their ability to develop highly conceptualized, rationalizations in order to prove their worth and ideals. This isn’t a new phenomenon, but it has reached a critical mass in meaningless attempts to pull focus in a society obsessed with the show-biz spotlight.

Writing in the Age of Narcissism (72 pages) traces how the narcissism epidemic affects writers, including our gestures of post-modernism and irony, and proposes an alternative way to be a more positive writer, critic and reader.

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Poems About Sex

LipsLast Christmas I received this anthology of erotic poems, Poems to F*ck To, edited by Jason Brain (2015).

Here’s is almost 200 pages of sex poems that are much better than the red-faced, skin-blotched, badly-lit, very unromantic or sexy cover photograph implies.

Another surprise, this book was very professional laid out, (no pun intended), and, in fact, I found zero typos. Zero! This is an amazing feat for a CreateSpace book. And the anthology was lacking the many clichés I was anticipating. Some very creative descriptions and various types of sexuality were represented. There were ars poeticas and many literary references including some to Shakespeare and Georgia O’Keeffe.

These were very present poems, meaning they mostly took place in a present tense. They explored bodies, gender, and even philosophy. There were free verse poems and forms, including a memorable villainelle. Many poems were not only lustful but very wishful thinkings. But some smart poems in here, a few that reminded me of the best of Eric Jong.

I kept track of the authors and the gender breakdown (as far as I could determine):

  • Men: 63
  • Women: 60
  • Ambiguous It’s Pats: 18

The book was pretty evenly represented.

For such a large anthology, curated sections would have been helpful (and pleasurable).

 

Poetry Card Week 9 (US, UK)

Continuing to work through the Poet’s Corner card deck series. I was excited to find two similar photographs for these first two poets. Small thrills.

EdnaMy candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!

First Fig” by Edna St. Vincent Millay

This is her most famous poem and it captures the “willful irresponsibility of the time and place" which was "Bohemianism in New York during the 1920s.”

 

Stevie-smith-5What care I if Skies are blue,
If God created Gnat and Gnu,
What care I if good God be
If he be not good to me?

Egocentric” from Stevie Smith

She's writing about narcissism! It's the 21st Century topic! This English poet and novelist was known for her nonsense verse which attempted to work against the pompous or overly serious verse of sense, although providing some "serious underlying messages."

Housman“Terence, this is stupid stuff:
You eat your victuals fast enough;
There can’t be much amiss, ‘tis clear,
To see the rate you drink your beer.
But oh, good Lord, the verse you make,
It gives a cap the belly-ache.”

A.E. Houseman from “Terence, This Is Stupid Stuff”     

This one is a good punctuation lesson. According to the card, Houseman experienced “enormous appeal” for his “idealized rustic vision” and his “insistence that poetry was more physical than intellectual.” He wrote primarily pastoral, rhymed and metered verse which “had a hypnotic quality that led itself to easy memorization.” The character of Terence was a regular and an alter ego in Housman poetry, a disguise for his love of his friend. He started writing after age 40, once the drama of his heartbreak and “emotional life” was over.

Week stats:

1 white American colonialist female
1 black American female
3 white American females
3 white American males
1 white Andalusian male
1 white Austrian male
1 Chilean male
4 white English males
1 white English female
1 white French male
1 white Italian male
1 white Scottish male
1 white Welsh male

1 1300s poet
1 1600s poet
1 1700s poet
6 1800s poets
11 1900s poets

 

Mark Doty Visits Albuquerue and D.H. Lawrence

DotyMark Doty recently visited Albuquerque to give the inaugural speech for a new D.H. Lawrence Ranch (in Taos, NM where he is buried) restoration project. The event was hosted by the University of New Mexico alumni association and was well attended. Turns out Doty is a fan of D.H. Lawrence, (a rare thing among poets lately), had previously stated in a Facebook post that Lawrence's poetry wasn't read nearly enough.

Doty connected him to Walt Whitman and William Blake and praised his directness, intensity, willingness to rage, and admired the time Lawrence allowed to spend studying something, (rather, looking at something), in a poem. Doty stated that ordinary poetry workshops would chop Lawrence up today.

Doty contrasted Lawrence to the most famous modernists of his day, T.S. Eliot whose narrative Doty considered chilly, dry, ashen, containing no blood or juice. Plus, Doty said, Eliot was a cat person. 

DogThis is a good time to plug Mark Doty's "Dog Years." I give that book away as a gift all the time, a book that is both a memoir about his partner's death as it is an ode to dogs. 

Doty said Hart Crane was basically an answer to Eliot's "Wasteland:" as if Crane is responding, "I LIKE cities and bridges, thank you very much!"

Poems Doty read:

Then Doty read some of his own poems that he felt were answering DHL:

When asked if he wrote in forms he said all poems are formal, formal objects with patterns and design.  Someone asked him who his favorite poets were and he named Marie Howe and her book What the Living Do and said her new book coming soon, Magdalene, was very good.

 

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