Advertisement Monday!!!
Here’s an advertisement I just came across this morning. It reminds me of other advertisements, mostly in front of grocery stores. But a festival can advertise itself any way it wants to, right? And who wouldn’t want to have a choice in workshops? Maybe if one could find a way to go to all four workshops listed here (below), one might come away with poems that rant against injustice with word-play and fragmentation and form leading to revelation and surprise!
I especially like the second workshop in the list. I imagine a prospective workshop attendant sitting at the breakfast table, perhaps over coffee, seeing the advertisement and thinking, why yes, I do want to rail and rant against injustice!
Surely this is a sign we’re in the end-times?
5th Annual Palm Beach Poetry Festival
January 19-24, 2009, Delray Beach, FL
Want more word-play in your poems? Apply for Denise Duhamel.
Want to rail and rant against injustice? Apply for Martin Espada.
Want to explore fragmentation and form? Apply for Kimiko Hahn.
Want revelation & surprise in your poems? Apply for Gerald Stern & Ann Marie Macari
A few openings. Apply online ...
posted by John Gallaher @ 4:27 AM
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3 Comments:
Well, here's one for Martin Espada:
THE LOGIC BEHIND USING RHETORIC WHEN WRITING POETRY
“The [Poetry] archive. . .aims to ensure current leading English-speaking poets are recorded reading their work for future generations.”
--BBC News, November 30, 2006
Rave is
To rant
As
Cant is
To drivel.
Or is it
Rant is
To rave
As
Drivel is
To cant.
Maybe it is
Rant is
To rave
As
Cant is
To drivel.
Or perhaps
Rave is
To rant
As
Drivel is
To cant.
Can’t drivel?
Can’t rant?
What the hell,
Just go through
The motions—
Some critic’s bound
To save your ars.
What's most interesting about these ads is the way they not only reduce the work of these writers, but imply that studying with them will turn you into a pale imitator of the most prominent facets of their work.
Jeepers. Who wouldn't want that?
More fun using poets' lives:
Want to develop a father complex? Apply for Sylvia Plath.
Want to turn that embarassing club foot into a bonus with the ladies?Apply for Lord Byron.
Happy Thanksgiving, John!
That sounds like it would be a fun drinking game:
One person has to ask the question, and then the next has to supply the poet one would study with to have that outcome.
Ouch. I'm quite certain the poets had nothing to do with this method of advertisement.
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