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Rod |
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 5:14 am |
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Location: Lithgow, Australia
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Rod |
Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2005 4:49 am |
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Location: Lithgow, Australia
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 2:44 am |
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sounds like Ginsberg and Gerard Manley Hopkins on an Absinthe binge. |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 2:45 am |
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with a little Black Sabbath thrown in. |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 2:53 am |
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rod,
sorry, but I find your writing to be unbearably "literary" - it is writing that seems derived from writing. Where is the life, the organic energy that arises from your own life experience? You seem to be enthralled by what you've read, not what you have lived. Yer writing is bullshit. It is skillfull bullshit.
Drop the pose and get real. |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 2:56 am |
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Quote: sounds like Ginsberg and Gerard Manley Hopkins on an Absinthe binge.
or a combination of William Blake and Spinal Tap. |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 3:03 am |
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Quote: Girl on the gutter with semaphore eyes;
The spiders of madness crawling the room.
In the proof of spat milk-sperm
And the spume of sheet-flung hair
To rose-sharp prick dipped his wick
And broke down her flesh to water.
this is comically awful.
Rod,
you are the poet at the open mike that clears the room. |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 3:18 am |
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and yes I know the rest of you will berate me for being a heartless prick, but
I don't care. Poets are, for the most part, self-deluded about the value of their work. Poetry is dead. It speaks to no one. Rod's riffs have nothing to do with using language to bring us into the moment, to create a transmission of mind in all of its unlimited aspects, to create liftoff. Rod's language calls attention to itself. It is ego unleashed and flamboyantly ugly. Rod is using language like a drag queen uses makeup - an illusion not even skin deep. |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 3:35 am |
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Quote: Sigh and song unfold in haiku touches,
good god man, yer writing could use some "haiku touches".
Rod,
you need to jettison the pretentious literary bloat and start writiing like you talk. You have an extraordinary lyrical gift, yer writing is full of alliteration, ryhthm, energy and intelligence. What it lacks is honesty. You are so enthralled by language that it has overwhelmed you. Take control, use language as a medium, not an end in and of itself. You are using language as a smokescreen. What are you hiding? The function of art is to destroy artifice. Right now, language has enslaved you. |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 3:45 am |
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In regard to all the "writing" posted in this forum, do any of you writers
consider entertainment or drama as a component of your work? Everything posted here is boring. Humorless. Self-important. Self-importance is only interesting when the self writing is interesting. |
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Rod |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 9:10 pm |
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Location: Lithgow, Australia
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yambu |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 9:18 pm |
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Great answer. And not because it's marc, but how else can a writer respond and still be a writer? |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 9:21 pm |
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Quote: I'll stand or fall by it, and fuck you.
As you should. But, you had better be prepared to deal with criticism. |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 9:37 pm |
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yambu,
I have been a published poet since the age of 12.
I have published poems in "THE" magazine, and Charles Plymell's defunct CHERRY RED magazine. I have done poetry readings with Ginsberg, Ann Waldman, Robert Creeley and many more during the peak of the JACK KEROUAC SCHOOL OF DISEMBODIED POETICS in Boulder, Co. in the mid-seventies. I've edited several books of poems and published them via my own press, LODESTAR PRESS. I've been an avid reader of the beats and the surrealists. I love poetry.
As a poet, I was fully prepared to have my writing shot down by other poets.
In workshops, I had my poems torn to shreds. I learned from these experiences. I think I grew as a writer.
Poetry has become increasingly irrelevent because there's so much bad shit out there.
As for my criticism of Rod's poetry and prose, I stand by it. I see alot of promise in his writing. But, it is overwhelmed by a certain literary infatuation, it seems to be mesmerized by its own cleverness. It doesn't reach out. It is hermetic, stifling. The poem should not refer to something outside itself. It should be that thing. As Williams said "no ideas but in things". Rod's poetry spirals down inside itself - language for language's sake. There isn't a moment when the poem disappears and the place Rod got the poem is revealed. |
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Marc |
Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2005 9:52 pm |
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of all the writers I've read, it was Bukowski who taught me how to cut to the chase, to recognize the difference between writing that is honest and writing that is literary bullshit. Bukowski, like The Ramones, make art seem effortless and accessible. To cut to the chase, to get to the heart of the matter, to the core, the raw truth, is so much harder than creating a bunch of verbal mumbo jumbo. Like Charles Olsen said (and I am paraphrasing) "the poet takes the energy from where he got it, thru the poem, to the reader."
The less interference the better. Using language to go beyond language, to share direct experience, to work the poem up from the ground toward transparency. Good writing is a disappearing act. |
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