“The Minor Poet” / Memorable Fancies #1776

[“He has the look of a minor poet,” – Roberto Bolaño] He had That Look, y’know, kind of gaunt and haunted, squinting out at the world (but that may have been just his poor eyesight), rather formally clothed but shabby. I spoke with him, bought him a Pernod or absinthe. “Yes,” he said, “I’ve always wanted to be a minor poet and I thought if I dressed the part, lost some weight, stopped wearing my contacts – yes, I could be taken for a minor poet.” “And so,” I asked, “do you write minor poems … [Read more...]

“Windy Poetry” / Memorable Fancies #1660

When we sailed to Ithaka we brought along a scroll of poems given us by the priests of Aeolus. These poems, we were assured, would bring us winds to speed our ship, and guide us through the clashing rocks as well. By experimenting, we have discovered which poems drive the ship most steadily, surely. Poems that mention Aeolus Himself seem to work best, especially those that praise Him to embarrassing excess. Poems composed by the Ship’s Official Poet, however, proved – not just unhelpful, … [Read more...]

“I Saw You Everywhere” / Memorable Fancies #1439

[“At first, I saw you everywhere.” – Louise Glück] But those others weren’t you. Finally I realized that you weren’t you, either. <END> Buy it at amazon.com/author/terencekuch: For Anacreon, 30 poems of love and life from the ancient Greek poet (originally published as a chapbook by Silkworms Ink). … [Read more...]

“I Remember Your Dream” / Memorable Fancies #1186

[“Do you remember my dream?” – Sylvia Plath]      “I know what you dreamed,” she said, “from all that thrashing and mumbling,” and she proceeded to tell me what I’d dreamed, in detail. But I said no, that wasn’t it at all; and it actually wasn’t. But she said, “now you are repressing, trying to discredit me. I am disappointed that you would want to do that. Why would you want to do that to me?” She went on at some length. <END> Buy it at amazon.com/author/terencekuch: For … [Read more...]

for Mark Tobey (American painter, 1890-1976) / Memorable Fancies #1092

Some of us climbed / down from our ivory tower /   he said / touching high white hair /   hand over hand /   Took one look / he said / and climbed back up /   again <END>   … [Read more...]

“Poets – I” / Memorable Fancies #569

     Gavin the poet invented a shiny new name for himself, several syllables longer than anyone else’s. He flourished it like a walking stick, or a newfound upperclass accent. It was longer than some of his poems. <END>        If you liked this post, please tell your friends and share a comment here or in StumbleUpon, Reddit, Facebook, or other social websites.        Subscriptions to this blog are available at www.amazon.com/author/terencekuch or at … [Read more...]

“The Reading” / A Memorable Fancy #034

The poet’s reading began. He told them how he came to be there in the fishing village by the sea, of his life’s work in poetry, and at some point he was no longer chatting with the audience but reading his poems, no one knew exactly when except now he paused for nods and smiles more often; and none could tell when one poem ended and the next began, or why. Afterward, Jesus asked the Twelve what they thought. One by one they offered their views of what the poet had attempted, how well or ill … [Read more...]