Poets I read yesterday

Let's see, Sylvia Plath, Ted Hughes, Chris Green and Jane Kenyon. Most of my reading yesterday was not poetry but The Cambridge Companion to Sylvia Plath.

Killing Time

Spent yesterday and this morning in the hospital for some tests, as a result I got to read a number of perms thanks to Daughter #2 who brought an anthology for me to read. It was more of a casual reading given much of it was late last night when I was unable to sleep so I was not in any analytical mode, but the following are some of the poets I read:

1. D.H. Lawrence
2. Jane Kenyon
3. Edna St. Vincent Millay
4. Anne Sexton
5. Raymond Carver
6. Robert Frost
7. Sharon Olds
8. Donald Hall
9. Stephen Dunn

One of Last Years P & W Breakout Writers

I was reading the Dec. 18th New Yorker and noted a poem by Dana Goodyear. I remembered the name as one of Poets & Writers Breakout Writers from 2005. I know at some point someone is going to say, well she's an editor with the New Yorker, so up front I'm going to say the poem titled Quail was worthy of publication none the less.

The work was extremely compact in language. The missing man formation was a good universal image and I enjoyed the read enough to want to read her poetry book titled Honey and Junk.

Recap of Weekend

Lots going on over the weekend and did not do much reading but I did manage to take in some Donald Hall and Elizabeth Bishop poems.

Saturday I read...

• Albert Goldbarth - Read a poem that appeared in Nov. 2006 Poetry Magazine tiled He Has. Liked the quick continuous flow as the title takes us right into the poem and the lines whip off in a quick continuum. For some reason, I did not care for the use of superglued in the 4th line: in her ass that a boy's gaze superglues to, even over /. I think it is perhaps that the superglues takes some momentum from the poem. I suppose that could in fact be considered a good thing, the word "sticking" as superglue would. Probably more a personal thing with me than a legitimate reason to pick on the usage here. From a language POV it definitely works. The final line is a winner!!! When you're twelve you dream of "going to war," / and not it coming to you. // WOW! Who would not wish they had penned that line?

Why A List of Poets?

The intent of the blog is to comprise a journal of sorts of the poets that I am reading from day to day and perhaps some notations on their particular work that I've read. This may be done on a daily or weekly basis as time allows.