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i liked a lot of music in 2009 but apparently didn't like myself
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First published January 1, 2012
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February 6, 2014
first thought was “are these tweets?” i feel immense empathy for most of what stephen michael mcdowell writes, and “i liked a lot of music in 2009 but apparently didn’t like myself” is not an exception. it is hard for me to feel empathy, i think. this ebook is very easy to process, but that doesn’t mean it is simple or not complicated enough. it just matches the way i think about things, which is comforting. i feel comforted reading this. i think mcdowell has a tendency to over complicate things, which is relevant here. like, the language he uses complicates what he writes, but content being written is easy to absorb and essentially “re-appropriate”, which seems like the purpose of poetry most of the time. although the structure of the poems is simple enough, the way it’s packaged is a bit difficult to infiltrate, but the end result is something easily relatable. seems funny and tragic. i feel like i’m in a “bad dream”, but i mean that not necessarily in a bad way.
January 1, 2015
The poetry in this book is written in a style that seemed to me like "primordial tweets". This is a term that was coined originally by Noah Cicero, but seems fitting here as well.
It feels as though the entire work is unfinished, or waiting to be finished by our participation in it's creation within our heads. The sentences end abruptly, and at times it feels as though I'm not reading a poem but compiling arcane secrets buried deep in the internet that no one else has. This makes me feel good about myself and unease about the future of books, but Stephen Michael McDowell's writing reminds me that there are a lot of authors out there who publish these digital works with no real world rewards in return (and how many more authors out there exist).
This is a book for people who have never read a poem, or want to get back into reading poetry because poetry is cool and no one reads poetry anymore.
It feels as though the entire work is unfinished, or waiting to be finished by our participation in it's creation within our heads. The sentences end abruptly, and at times it feels as though I'm not reading a poem but compiling arcane secrets buried deep in the internet that no one else has. This makes me feel good about myself and unease about the future of books, but Stephen Michael McDowell's writing reminds me that there are a lot of authors out there who publish these digital works with no real world rewards in return (and how many more authors out there exist).
This is a book for people who have never read a poem, or want to get back into reading poetry because poetry is cool and no one reads poetry anymore.
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