thursday, october 19

passion
[not a poem]
posted by Kate Levy 10/19/2000 8:56:40 PM

tuesday, october 17

"swiftly the years, beyond recall
solemn the stillness of this spring morning."

-- arthur waley
posted by Kate Levy 10/17/2000 7:58:49 PM

tuesday, october 10

Well, instead of linking to another poem, here is a villanelle I just wrote, trying to use as few words as possible.

One,
afraid;
none.

as begun
made
just one.

spun,
then weighed:
now none.

and undone
will fade,
to one.

then run,
it’s played
back to none.

when redone…
as strayed…
one
to none.
posted by Kate Levy 10/10/2000 8:54:40 PM

monday, october 9

The Viking poem.
So spoke my mother
I should be bought
a ship and fair oars
sail fourth with Vikings
standing in the prow
sail the good Longship
to far away places
slay a man and another

-- thus in honor of the greatest day this month, Leif Erikson day --
At least when he came and "discovered" this land where other people lived, he was a Viking, not some wimpy guy. Go Leif Go! Leif Landed First!
posted by Kate Levy 10/9/2000 10:47:03 PM

sunday, october 8

the emperor of ice-cream
A bit on a lighter note, mister stevens provides us with a crazy piece of work. But it's true, cause you can see he's saying that imagination and the senses are what make us real. ice brings the imagination level and cream brings in taste and the senses.
posted by Kate Levy 10/8/2000 7:22:41 PM

okay, this poem isn't really amazing or moving, but damn did it surprise me.
loose woman is the name, and I don't know if I should mention the game. see.. just read the line about her chin being flung up higher than she'd want. I think that should give it away, but I didn't notice this until my prof actually told us. Almost everyone in the class missed the whole point. Crazy, huh.
posted by Kate Levy 10/8/2000 7:19:53 PM

thursday, october 5

what's that? you want to see something really really transformational? Something self referential? okay. check the tunnel for that stuff. It's all about the trouble humans have with change, ya know? Sometimes, all the effort in the world won't move you unless you want to be moved.
posted by Kate Levy 10/5/2000 9:38:37 PM

wednesday, october 4

feeling is first
shit, i just noticed i spilled juice on my pant leg.
posted by Kate Levy 10/4/2000 3:40:41 PM

tuesday, october 3

I'm still working on understanding everything in this poem, but it's an interesting modern love letter.. if that's what it is.

i forgive you, to put it simply, for being alive, and parden you, in short, for being you.

Love, 20c the First Quarter Mile -- It has a fun title, too. I don't know anything about Mr. Fearing, though. It has tons of alliteration and a lot of compound-complex sentence structures, which go along with the level of memory/thought.
posted by Kate Levy 10/3/2000 9:06:13 PM

sunday, october 1

otherwise by jane kenyon
I don't have anything interesting to say, isn't that sad? She's either from Ann Arbor or lived here or something.
posted by Kate Levy 10/1/2000 1:57:48 PM

friday, september 29

I never really got into e.e. cummings up to this point. I don't know why. But we just read as freedom is a breakfastfood, and I love it. I don't know, the way cummings can say things without making logical structures is something I want to be able to do better.

will being pay the rent of seem

  deeds cannot dream what dreams can do
posted by Kate Levy 9/29/2000 6:14:20 PM

Friend -- I can't forget
how even the word contains an end.

It's short and it ends without ending, but I still like What I Like by local (to me) Alice Fulton. I could be sitting in class with her next year.. sort of.
posted by Kate Levy 9/29/2000 6:05:16 PM