continued from yesterday, 1980 Naropa classroom – Student is refering to another student’s writing that Allen has just analyzed
Student: For a while there, it seeemed like, like she was saying, it seemed like, I don’t know how many syllables there were, but they seemed they were pared down, to the length of haiku, almost
AG: The way she did it? – Yeah. Yeah, but it didn’t work. It was sort of like awkward haiku(s) and no single one of them made a big deal except maybe, “the rhythmic twang of the steel cord slapping against the flagpole”, … Read More
AG: Then, the other thing we came to, she [sic] had a poem that was a discrete series of code-word observations, one after another in a row, and it sounded, like, too choppy, or much like she was doing an exercise sketch of the ….”One lady lifts up her big leg over the…or big boot, and takes it off” – [ to Student] – What are the three images? – What’s the first one? there was…
Student: “Holding the attention”,,
Student: “Holding the attention..riding a bicycle, … Read More
[“After The Hurricane” (I938) Marsden Hartley (1877-1943)]
AG: If Shelley’s “Ode to The West Wind” brings the breath theme to the height of inspiration, or, you know, some great tempest of inspiration, this brings it up to a hurricane, in terms of the emotions, the imagery, and also the energy used to pronounce it and the meters used (and, as I said, the kinds of meters used are the meters that are used, that were used, at the height of classical Greek tragedy, at the moment of revelation). So, “The Hurricane”, by Hart Crane written in 1927, one of … Read More
Peter Orlovsky : I’m sweating. I had to go to Casey High – all over the place , I had a chair for you. I had to rush here because I thought you were..
AG: You went to Casey?
Peter Orlovsky: Yes, I went to Casey looking for you. I thought you were at Yeshe House! I stopped off here before I thought of going to Yeshe House. You didn’t tell me the class was here. No one told me the class was here. … Read More
August 10 – Fifty years ago today. Allen in London, writing to his beloved, Peter (Orlovsky) in New York City, warning him, pleading with him, about amphetamines (“meth”) – “I’d rather be with you than without you. Stop meth, cool everything, come over here”
Irving (Rosenthal) wrote and Barbara (Rubin) wrote, said you were on meth, then, thinking house was afire, window moldings bugged or electrified, etc, and had begun taking them out . I don’t know how far you are into that thought process, but I am worried about the house, my manuscripts, etc. I can’t … Read More
AG: How many people have read this poem before? – only five? six? – okay, half the class. This is the poem in the English language that everybody knows as the lightest, brightest, sweetest, nicest … Read More
AG: And (Thomas) Carew has one of the prettiest cadences of repeated.. it’s like a.. it’s a very beautiful cadence, for the first line of page three-oh-one – A song – It’s (the cadence) – da da-da da da da-da da – da da-da da da da-da da – Da da-da da da – da-da da. It’s just really nice, that. “Ask me no more where Jove bestows,/When June is past, the fading rose;/For in your beauty’s orient deep/These flowers, as in their causes, sleep/ .Ask me no more whither do stray/The golden atoms of the day;/For … Read More