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The difficulty of just getting on/by/through/over can not be overestimated.

Does psychology come out of structure or does structure come out of psychology?

I was just asking Gary the other day when people were going to get over the injunction against psychologically-oriented lit-crit. Then Jordan mentioned it today.

When you actually KNOW the poet it’s hard *not* to bring psychologically motivated readings to their work.* And it seems… like I know… a lot… of poets.

*We do this, for example, in bars and cafes and after-reading events all the time. Just not on paper.

A separate poem blog because it’s like making a book of poems. I used the integrated style for a while but found myself writing more anecdotes and “koans” than poems.

A poem blog based on this principle: “Build it and they will come.”

Creating a space to fill up. Doesn’t that seem fairly obvious?

A Dedicated Follower of Fashion

My friends, I have done it, the copykitty thing… I have started a poem blog: prrrowess.

I fully intend to prettify the template. For now, it’s excruciatingly simple.

OK, gotta get ready for work!

Since I put a site meter on this blog, I noticed that lots of people come to look but don’t hang out here. There is one person, however, with an aol.com server who spends a long time here — like up to 45 minutes. Who are you?

I would like to make my audience happy. What sorts of things would induce you to stay here longer than a minute, aside from any sort of fresh posts?

I used to have a fantasy of performing as a sort of human jukebox, with a corrugated carton for a costume and a giant song list. I like the idea of accommodating to people’s specific desires. That’s kind of sexy, right? I suppose it would also be a way of showing off my musical prowess.

PROWESS! I love it. Don’t anyone steal that name for the poem blog I will soon set up in imitation of Kasey imitating Jordan.

Noticing that I love to say, “…but it’s more complex than that,” … if only to feel the web of intricacies branch out, intertwine, thicken.

An e-mail from someone telling me this is one of the few blogs he reads. Funny! This blog lately so fragmentary and un- (if not exactly anti-) intellectual I can’t imagine why anyone would read it.

Less and less interest in talking about poetry and poetics lately; more in talking about “other essentials of life.”

Sometimes Jordan’s posts are so adeptly mannered I want to… I don’t know… shake him or something. The thing about the peppercorns… made me almost palpably… jealous. And that Oharan thing next to it about chance encounters with other poets, too.

I think someone should do an anthology of poems & other writings about poets’ chance encounters with other poets. Doesn’t the genre well pre-date Ohara? Surely there must be something like that in Baudelaire’s prose. Coleridge wrote about encounters if not chance encounters. And Hazlitt! how could I forget Hazlitt? I seem to remember something in Rodefer’s first book … something about the grid of the city being like lines of energy that lead us to each other. Am I making this up? Will look it up later. But not actually sure I have the book!

For the utmost in utter lack of RIGOR and METHODOLOGY, try ULULATIONS!

What do other people do with their violence?

Question: why do emotions locate themselves in specific parts of the body? in particular, the nervous and respiratory systems?

No, now that i think of it, they are in the digestive and muscular systems too.

So…where are emotions in relation to the skeleton?