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September 29, 2011 No Comments
I find I’m seldom doing more than one take on the poems themselves, but I rewrite their brief introductions a dozen times and record each version 3 or 4 times. Is it worth the time and trouble? Does it add anything to the reading of the poem? If it does, is that a problem? Shouldn’t they have to stand on their own?
Of course, on the page (whether paper or electronic) they don’t stand on their own: they’re surrounded by other poems in a chosen order, and the reader can go back and forth in the text of each or go to another book or web page, or ask someone else a question about the poem.
What do you think?
July 9, 2010 No Comments
It’s been more than a week — busy at work and busy rehearsing for and performing an all-Beatles concert with about half of Fractal Folk and upwards of 200 primary school kids. Was fabulous, but it ate writing and sleep time.
May 24, 2009 No Comments
Today, for the second time in a few months, I watched Krys play in a swing band at a retirement community for a hospice benefit, and for the second time I helped a little — carrying things, running the singer’s sound, trying to get a recording. It went pretty well — I think I’m now official volunteer sound guy, and I love the music. There were prizes, a bad rhyming poem in no discernible meter, pretty good food, and dancers.
So here’s my second sonnet this National Poetry Month, and my seventh poem. Ain’t gonna make 30.
Like Kingdom Come
The Grateful Dead or maybe Nine Inch Nails
Instead of Artie Shaw and Mel Tormé,
But as we die some band will try to play
The tunes we boogied to before the scales
Formed on our eyes, while we were deaf to tales
Of debt and grief and pain, when I could say
And mean “I swear it’s going to be OK,”
Before we knew that nothing never fails.
Odds are they’ll do all right. Maybe the bass
Will just play root and fifth, but folks will dance —
A little stiffly — but they’ll dance. The drum
Might drop a beat, the singer make a face
Her mother couldn’t love; though time and chance
Rule everything, they’ll dance like Kingdom Come.
Once again I’m far from home. Podcast late tonight or early tomorrow.
Update, April 13th: The podcast is finally up. I’ve been sick like dog for the last two days.
April 11, 2009 No Comments
Band practice, importing the video from a shoot for band promo packages (I had to buy a new computer!), trying and failing miserably to learn the music to accompany an elementary school choral concert so I had to improvise fills last night, and now off to North Carolina to sign away the house on which I pay the mortgage and then spend a day with my two stepdaughters before driving back here Sunday for band practice — not much poetry if I don’t get up early tomorrow morning at the hotel.
But the band is fabulous and has a name — Fractal Folk — and better recordings soon, and NaPoWriMo is coming, and I’m reading X. J. Kennedy‘s In a Prominent Bar in Secaucus, and I have a draft of a review of Other Summers (my first look here), and I’ve podcast a personal favorite from among my oder old poems, a sonnet about God and grace and sex at church camp.
It’s mostly true.
March 20, 2009 No Comments
Poetry can be, and ought to be, the most sensual of the literary arts, and I love to read poetry that is also sensual in its subject matter. There’s a lot of of sexually sensual poetry — among my favorites, work from Beth Gylys, Jenny Factor, Jill Alexander Essbaum, and John Hollander — but not much about food or drink. In fact, Auden claimed the only decent drinking poem in English was about solitary drinking:
I have no pain, dear mother now,
But, Oh, I am so dry.
So connect me to a brewery
And leave me here to die.
I have written only one drinking poem, and those I’ve written about eating do not have enjoying the meal as their focus. I’ll have to fix that. But I do have poems about making love, and I wrote another this morning, a Petrarchan sonnet, and podcast it.
Update 11:22 I tried to use php to regenerate the podcast page and failed miserably. So I’ve reverted to plain html, and fixed the link to the podcast.
March 6, 2009 2 Comments
When last month I switched everything, including my PayPal account, from mac.com to mikesnider.org addresses, I failed to update the PayPal buttons on my web pages. So, if you tried to use those buttons to buy 44 Sonnets or anything else, I didn’t know about it, and your money is sitting in PayPal limbo — but not lost. You just need to login to your PayPal account and cancel those payments and, if you are very kind and forgiving, try again.
I have fixed all the buttons except those at my old radio blog, and they will be fixed this evening.
I am truly sorry for any inconvenience.
February 23, 2009 No Comments
Sometimes it’s good to go back through the failed poems, the ones that seemed finished, just not very good. I think I fixed one while I ate my apple and two oranges today, and I had time to podcast it: what do you think?
If you have a better title, tell me in the comments. I’d be
forever grateful to you.
February 18, 2009 No Comments
The Satellite Convulsions review will be posted tomorrow.
February 15, 2009 No Comments
I’m a lucky man, so I’m glad to do my duty. Part of that is poems for my darling on days like today, and I’ve posted a Valentine’s ovillejo at Occasional Verse. I’d have podcast it, but my microphone appears to have died. Later, after shopping.
I’m also working on a villanelle for Darwin’s 200th birthday (so I’m late). Seems to me the form, with the changing functions of the repetends as the poem develops, is a fairly good way to celebrate what is arguably the most important scientific insight in all our history.
And the promised review is almost done.
And I am done.
February 14, 2009 No Comments