Showing posts with label Ceravolo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ceravolo. Show all posts
6.05.2003
That young Ron in the 60s would see publication by a trade publisher of a book by Joe Ceravolo as evidence of some kind of cultural conspiracy seems paradigmatic for his later perspectives (the Manichean divide between Quietude & Carpitude, the war between NY School & Langpo, etc). It also seems inevitable given the mental constellation of "New American Poetry" : an approach which ab ovo shapes its poets as in struggle. No one is simply an American poet : one is a "NEW American poet, battling conformism, neglect, establishment poetics, and world politico-economic Evil". Maybe the effects are analogous to the way partisan loyalties obscure democracy per se.
Labels:
Ceravolo,
poetic schools2,
polemics,
Ron Silliman2
4.21.2003
Thank you, Jordan. Me & Ceravolo! I was reading him with joy in 1970. I too believe in the resurrection as imminent historical event : I just think it might feel like a good reading experience (say, Finnegans Wake or Pale Fire).
Labels:
Ceravolo,
Finnegans Wake,
Jordan Davis,
Pale Fire,
resurrection
3.28.2003
. . . as the poems of Joe Ceravolo being one poem, being "Joe Ceravolo", the poem itself a variation on "Joe Ceravolo" standing still, being Joe Ceravolo, listening, the poem essentially a variation, or turn/trope/conceit, that is, of Joe Ceravolo turns a poem out of "Joe Ceravolo", which will always be Joe Ceravolo being always, a million years old, like stars in the sky, the complete Joe Ceravolo.
or Emily D. or Wally S. or Ariosto, so.
or Louise at the bakery.
duende.
or Emily D. or Wally S. or Ariosto, so.
or Louise at the bakery.
duende.
Labels:
Ceravolo,
the person
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