Marly Youmans's Blog, page 120
June 16, 2012
Makoto Fujimura on the core of existence
My friend Mako is a great leader in the arts and the church, and I often find that he has a wisdom that strikes to the heart of things. Here's a clip from his address at Biola:
Art and love are fundamentally the same act, operating on the same sphere of our lives. You see, art is not a frivolous, peripheral activity, but it has to do with the deepest core of existence; it is to love
Art and love are fundamentally the same act, operating on the same sphere of our lives. You see, art is not a frivolous, peripheral activity, but it has to do with the deepest core of existence; it is to love
June 14, 2012
Y at top
If you are an X, Y, or Z, there's nothing quite like being at the top of a list! Thank you, Nancy Olson, Quail Ridge Books and Music (Raleigh), and North Carolina's Our State Arts and Culture for supporting A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage.
June 12, 2012
Marly-links, Mezzo Cammin
It seems that I am the most-published-in-Mezzo-Cammin poet--that's good, since I am fond of the magazine and have respect for Kim Bridgford as editor and poet. Since she directs The West Chester Poetry Conference, I managed to talk to her a few times last week, as well as hear a reading from her poems. I've been in ten issues since first discovering the magazine; here are some links, should you
Deep reading
The Alphabet Primer by Clive Hicks-Jenkins,
showing part of the Griffin, John Barleycorn, and the Knight.
from George Scialabba.net:
GS: This line of argument was put best, at least by my lights, in Sven Birkerts' The Gutenberg Elegies. Though the book is now twenty years old, developments since then have only confirmed that changes in the physical form of reading gradually, on a molecular
showing part of the Griffin, John Barleycorn, and the Knight.
from George Scialabba.net:
GS: This line of argument was put best, at least by my lights, in Sven Birkerts' The Gutenberg Elegies. Though the book is now twenty years old, developments since then have only confirmed that changes in the physical form of reading gradually, on a molecular
June 11, 2012
Jiggedy-jig
Thanks to Goodreads readers for their reviews of A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage, which I had not noticed before I left; now I am back from West Chester Poetry Conference (yay, good attendance on our panel and everybody dealt with the time issue well--I am a fierce chair, perhaps? or more likely just lucky in having Ned Balbo, Jill Bialosky, and Jane Satterfield as panelists) but have
June 6, 2012
On the road again--
Need to be chopping off the hair, packing, and running off to West Chester Poetry Conference, so I'll just say that I'll be chairing a panel on poets who write in other genres on Friday afternoon. New: I just picked up an interview about A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage with Bill Jaker of "Off the Page" at WSKG, Binghamton for July 24th.
June 4, 2012
Poetry Monday
Here I am at Empire Toyota in Oneonta, looking at the final .pdf version of The Foliate Head, a beautiful thing with illustrations by Clive Hicks-Jenkins--the loveliest testament to this friendship so far--and immaculately designed by Andrew Wakelin. Clive and I cannot thank Andrew enough for the time lavished on this project, forthcoming from Stanza Press in the U.K.
And after that I must
And after that I must
June 2, 2012
The Palace Cat
Just call me a sort of secretarial Puss 'n Boots. The blog-ruling woman (known to me as the Countess of Carabus) is too tired to post today, having just returned from the grand high astonishing ordination of the (beauteous and kind) Emily Hylden at The Cathedral of All Saints. She also went to the Asian market, but to my great disgust did not buy me any duck intestines with soft eggs or tripe or
June 1, 2012
Imagination and feeling
We all suffer alone in the real world; true empathy's impossible. But if a piece of fiction can allow us imaginatively to identify with a character's pain, we might also more easily conceive of others identifying with our own. This is nourishing, redemptive; we become less alone inside. --David Foster Wallace
I read these lines today and was struck by them because I disagree so simply and
I read these lines today and was struck by them because I disagree so simply and
May 31, 2012
Mezzo Cammin, again--
New poems--"The Fool and the Owl" from The Book of the Red King manuscript, "Self-portrait as Meadow," and "Hurdler, Age 12"--are up at Kim Bridgford's wonderful Mezzo Cammin.
