| "Friday" is one of those instances when what was on my mind at the time I was writing it—performative, suspect joy at work; performative, suspect joy in poems; my early moviegoing experience; and the ever-present grief of growing up under the pall of AIDS—all somehow came to together in a poem. Randall Mann on "Friday" |
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Daisy Fried Reviews Frederick Seidel's So What
"Much of So What is as vigorous, insightful, moving and disturbing as his work has ever been: lots of politics, noise, luxury, literature, disease, war and strife. Lots of cancer, now, and the very aged body. Seidel has always written from and beyond his own predicaments, never attempting to disentangle his speakers from complicity, so that the world of his poetry remains healthily sick and appallingly delightful."
via THE NEW YORK TIMES |
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What Sparks Poetry:
Alina Stefanescu on Language as Form
"Gaps are loud: they announce an absence. I love thinking about how absences are announced. In Wolf's lyric serialism, the fragments reveal their constraints: they recombine to offer a speaker starved of affection or tenderness. The absence is announced through sparsity. Other absences are announced through excess, as in accumulations of descriptions where the accretion reveals that something is missing." |
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