The Modern and Contemporary Poetry Course, better known as ModPo, led by Prof. Al Filreis and his enlightened TA team, from the University of Pennsylvania, started September 10, 2012. Since beginning the course, not only have I become obsessed with it (I’ve been ‘squeezing’ it in everywhere as Prof. Filreis extolled us to do in the webcast. I was even late to a doctor’s appointment listening to PennSound‘s PoemTalk on “The Way” and the end of last week’s video discussions!) , most of my Facebook posts since have been inspired by it and I’ve decided to pursue a new career path thanks to ModPo and Prof. Filreis: I want to be a professor of poetry!
I just thought you might enjoy “The Way” ModPo has changed my Facebook presence aside from the expected shares on the Poets of Babel Facebook Page.
September 10th I was already sharing:
- “I just want to go to the library and sniff everything!”
- “I dwell in possibility” by Emily Dickinson
- “When we fill our thoughts with right things, the wrong ones have no room to enter.”
“I know I have the best of time and space, and was never measured and
never will be measured.
I tramp a perpetual journey, (come listen all!)
I have no chair, no church, no philosophy,
I lead no man to a dinner-table, library, exchange,
But each man and each woman of you I lead upon a knoll,
My left hand hooking you round the waist,
My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public road. ”
~Whitman “Song of Myself” (46)
- “in the penumbra” (inspired by Allen Ginsberg’s “A Supermarket in California” , “What peaches and what penumbras!”)
- Michal & Zilpah [two friends in Israel taking ModPo as well; last names deleted for privacy] how are you liking the ModPo Course? I love it- did my essay early! 😛
- www.coursera.org (just in case folks have been missing the awesomeness!)
- I ♥ open pronouns.
Cid Corman, “It isn’t for want”
It isn’t for want
of something to say–
something to tell you–
something you should know–
but to detain you–
keep you from going–
as long as *you* are–
as long as you *are.*
- “Sometimes I’d like to have a beer with the Whitmanians and sometimes sip fine wine with the Dickinsonians”- Loving ModPo!
September 24th (2 seconds ago):
“I know how furiously your heart is beating.”
~Wallace Stevens, “Gray Room”
…because I do, because it’s my heart that is beating furiously.
[Restarted this post in November!]
- “A line distinguishes it. A line just distinguishes it.”
~Gertrude Stein, “A Long Dress”
- “The difference is spreading. ”
~Gertrude Stein, “A Carafe, That is a Blind Glass”
- “Success in Circuit lies” ~E.D.
- “I judge judge”
-Gertrude Stein, “If I Told Him: A Completed Portrait of Picasso”
- To Make a Dadaist Poem by Tristan Tzara « Moving Poems
- “Forcing twentieth-century America into a sonnet— gosh, how I hate sonnets—is like putting a crab into a square box. You’ve got to cut off his legs to make him fit. When you get through, you don’t have a crab anymore.”–Williams Carlos Williams, in an interview [from Interviews with William Carlos Williams: Speaking Straight Ahead 1976)]
My sentiments exactly!
- With more ‘free time,’ I’m two weeks behind in my poetry course!!
“Come here and open your mouth!”
~Gwendolyn Brooks to Etheridge Knight
“that moment in time which is imagistic and not linguistic”
- “a rueful adieu to experience”
- “the source of your art is maintained in a place like this”
From the world as agreeing
~Ashbery, “Some Trees”
There are a number of.
But there is only one.
That’s why I want to.”~Bob Perelman, “Chronic Meanings”
-Al Filreis on Ron Silliman’s “BART”
~Brian M. Reed ‘Lost Already Walking’ Caroline Bergvall’s Via