We continue with our transcript of his 1976 Bay Area Writers reading
RC I thought possibly to read a few of the poems that would’ve come from that time of ..of being in the city…just seeing their titles and…let’s see…”The Bed” [continues searching] – oh well.. this may get so awkward I won’t bother to ….
Robert Creeley would have been ninety-one tomorrow, May 21st (he died in 2005). In honor of the great man and his birthday, we present, this weekend, another transcription from the extraordinary Bay Area Writers series (from back in 1975-76) – (see also here and here) – Rudimentary recording equipment, so there are, understandably, a few technical problems (particularly at the beginning and the end of tape one (the main tape) but.. what a treasure! , what a remarkable record!
RC: I’m curious, like.. I gather some of you.. that this is a class for some of you and some … Read More
More Robert Creeley. Last week we featured his reading of his poem dedicated in memoriam to Allen, “When I Heard The Learn’d Astronomer..” – Here‘s another, earlier one, (the reading is from the legendary 1965 Berkeley Poetry Conference).
Following the couple of recent posts on the great American poet, Robert Creeley – here and here, here’s Creeley’s poem/elegy for Allen – “When I Heard The Learn’d Astronomer…” (from his 2003 volume, If I Were Writing This)
AG: Where were we? Oh Creeley? So Creeley. (Robert) Creeley. Each syllable is a thought. That’s a good way of (describing it), actually. That’s an aphorism for Creeley – “One thought per syllable” (in the sense that each syllable seems to be like a new thought) – opposite from my kind of writing, or, say, somebody else, … Read More
[Allen Ginsberg and Robert Creeley. Photograph by Laure Leber]
continuing with transcription of Allen Ginsberg’s Basic Poetics class from February 1980 (Feb 27) at the Naropa Institute
AG: Who’s got the right time?… So, last time we were.. so.. what you were just doing before was Ted (Berrigan), Ted’s class. How many of you are in Ted’s class? So what happens?, There’s a half an hour wait in between? Is that a heavy shot to go through, two long hour- and-a-half (classes) in the evening. How does that work out? I was wondering. Are we creating.. (putting) too much on, … Read More
AG: Then a similar thing to Shelley was a very great poet at this particular colossal rhyme, the colossal breath, heroic or colossal breath, I guess, is Adonais (do folks know that? Adonais? – how many have read through Adonais? – how many have not? – Adonais – well, that’s a great one. That’s his elegy on the death of poor old John Keats, (it’s on (page) 685, well the verses I want are on 685). That’s really best… You notice it begins on page … Read More
What else? – “I syng of a mayden….” page 56 – This has a real uncanny sound. Does anybody know this one? Has anybody run across this ever? – “I syng of a mayden that is makeles” – matchless – makeles, matchless
“I sing of a maiden/That is makeles;/King of all kings/To her son she ches./ He came al so still/There his mother was,/As dew in Aprille/That falleth on the grass/ He came al so still/To his mother’s hour,/ As dew in Aprille/That falleth on the flour” – [that’s so pretty] – “He came al so … Read More