Day Five. I’m exhausted. Words are rolling around in my head and thumping against the sides of my skull and making my brain hurt. This is not necessarily a bad thing.
My hands aching from hand-drafting three to four hours a day, however, IS a bad thing. I may have to give in and use my computer tomorrow or Thursday during class.
I now interrupt our regularly scheduled program to bring you Good News!
My collaboration with Belgian video artist Marc Swoon Bildos Neys is now live on Vimeo here. I wrote lines based on titles and film clips as a prompt from Marc – he put the two together. His work is experimental and (I think) quite beautiful, so I am happy to be a part of this pairing.
Parts of two new books I purchased in my quest to read (and learn more about) long poems: David Kirby’s The House on Boulevard St. (new and selected poems) and Galway Kinnell’s Book of Nightmares, which every teacher I have ever had has suggested but I have somehow not read.
- Jack White - Blunderbuss (running)
- Neko Case – Middle Cyclone (walking around – catching up on emails)
- MaybeSheWill - Sing the Word Hope (writing)
- Alabama Shakes - Boys and Girls
- Chromatics – Kill for Love
- Four pages of material for a long poem about women
- a free write from the first line “Standing behind me as I write is…”
- a piece with a first line from Russell Edson (goal: to follow the wild claim of the line without taming what follows)
- an epistolary free write where topic shifts were randomly introduced
- a piece inspired by advanced mathematical formulas left on the blackboard
- a memory piece about a place we have bever been (Ilyinka) with a laundry list of details to invent, including a wisdom line or proverb from the area.
- about to start homework assignment based on a random line from a Diane Ackerman book – “whose roughness made it easier for us to grasp”
And, although it was in the 90s today, there was a wonderful breeze and the shade was actually quite comfortable, so I spent a lot of my writing time like this: