<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:12:16.899+02:00</updated><title type='text'>xerocracy</title><subtitle type='html'>The rules of poetry as derived from whatever I happen to be reading.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112992632680960822</id><published>2005-10-21T22:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T22:31:03.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 10: play a game: form: sestina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Stroffolino's "&lt;a href="http://www.shampoopoetry.com/ShampooTwentyfour/stroffolino.html"&gt;In Memory Of My Rock Band&lt;/a&gt;" (Shampoo 24) is a sestina, which requires six stanzas of six lines each, and the last word in each line of the first six-line stanza is repeated as the last word in each of the subsequent stanzas, but resequenced so the last word of the sixth line is now the last word of the first line, the last word of the first line is now the last word of the second line, and so on in a sequence like... oh, crap. I'll let someone else explain &lt;a href="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/sestina.html"&gt;the rules of the sestina game&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112992632680960822?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112992632680960822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112992632680960822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112992632680960822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112992632680960822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-10-play-game-form-sestina-chris.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112992535275843322</id><published>2005-10-21T22:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T22:26:47.650+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 10: play a game.&lt;br /&gt;Rule 19: the epigraph is not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his "&lt;a href="http://www.shampoopoetry.com/ShampooTwentyfour/cross.html"&gt;Poems&lt;/a&gt;" ("cows just stare...") in Shampoo 24, Del Ray Cross uses each word of the epigraph as the title and inspiration for another poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112992535275843322?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112992535275843322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112992535275843322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112992535275843322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112992535275843322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-10-play-game_21.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112966369398757102</id><published>2005-10-18T21:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T21:30:11.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 20: sex makes you look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the worst work in the world (a one-handed novel, for instance) will hold a reader's attention for minutes at a time. Sex is an effective trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "To &lt;a href="http://www.jacquespepin.net/"&gt;Jacques Pépin&lt;/a&gt;" (BAP2005:31), Compton says "I dream of being food in your kitchen" and plays with the sexual connotations: "You are hypnotic as you pat / a chicken's rump with your right hand" and "Slick me with a little clarified gold." and so on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make me laugh and I think it's supposed to. But sex made me look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112966369398757102?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112966369398757102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112966369398757102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112966369398757102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112966369398757102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-20-sex-makes-you-look.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112965880298210437</id><published>2005-10-18T19:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T20:07:32.596+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 19: the epigraph is not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byrne (BAP2005:27) starts by quoting Kierkegaard&lt;blockquote&gt;"In relation to each other men are like irregular verbs in different languages; nearly all verbs are slightly irregular."&lt;/blockquote&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 10: play a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;works with a list of irregular verbs (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;beaten&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;drawn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fled&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hung&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;singing, had begun&lt;/span&gt; [implied &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sung&lt;/span&gt;], etc.) to derive lines such as:&lt;blockquote&gt;another who has burst the helium balloon you bore in mind&lt;br /&gt;like a glow-in-the-dark apple the doctor gave away: &lt;/blockquote&gt;The whole poem is online &lt;a href="http://www.poetix.net/byrne_poetry.htm#IRREGULAR_MASKS_"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112965880298210437?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112965880298210437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112965880298210437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112965880298210437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112965880298210437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-19-epigraph-is-not-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112936247887483123</id><published>2005-10-15T09:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T09:50:14.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 18: contrary to another common anti-art complaint, it's not true that your kid could do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something is possible, it happens, but there are no younger poets widely published and recognized. The minimum age to get in is 18 (or so) and they need to see some ID.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112936247887483123?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112936247887483123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112936247887483123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112936247887483123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112936247887483123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-18-contrary-to-another-common.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112936201953307719</id><published>2005-10-15T09:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T09:42:01.230+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 17: contrary to one common anti-art complaint, you can't just randomly insert line breaks into a text and get a poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading strategy: take a poem you don't know well, pull out all the line breaks, then come back to it later and see if you can put them back where they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the line breaks need where they were? Are they needed at all? Look at the Bukowski piece again to see why he wrote this:&lt;blockquote&gt;from the sad university &lt;br /&gt;lecterns&lt;br /&gt;these hucksters of the&lt;br /&gt;despoiled word&lt;br /&gt;working the&lt;br /&gt;hand-outs&lt;br /&gt;still talking that&lt;br /&gt;dumb shit.&lt;/blockquote&gt;and why he did not write this:&lt;blockquote&gt;from the sad &lt;br /&gt;university lecterns &lt;br /&gt;these hucksters&lt;br /&gt;of the despoiled &lt;br /&gt;word working &lt;br /&gt;the hand-outs&lt;br /&gt;still talking &lt;br /&gt;that dumb shit.&lt;/blockquote&gt;So it may not be the greatest poem in the world, but it has been constructed with some care, not just bashed out with random line breaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112936201953307719?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112936201953307719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112936201953307719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112936201953307719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112936201953307719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-17-contrary-to-one-common-anti.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112932644746120999</id><published>2005-10-14T23:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T23:47:27.463+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 16: take out the subject that is so exciting to you and see if the piece is still exciting poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at BAP2005:25 again, the Bukowski piece, and suppose it's about something else, maybe it's a piece by a carpenter about why he wasn't in the union and how the union stewards were full of shit. Supposing it was interesting to you (a poetry reader and probably a poetry writer and maybe a poetry lecturer) as a poet's opinion of the poetry business, is it still interesting as a carpenter's opinion of the carpentry business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really part of rule 15, but I like it on its own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112932644746120999?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112932644746120999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112932644746120999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112932644746120999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112932644746120999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-16-take-out-subject-that-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112932605093026182</id><published>2005-10-14T23:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T09:27:00.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 1: you can be &lt;s&gt;kinda old&lt;/s&gt; dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Bukowski was born in 1920 and died in 1994 and appeared in the Best American Poetry 2005 (p.25) not, I suppose, because guest editor Paul Muldoon thinks the poem particularly good as poetry. I think it was instead because Muldoon likes what Bukowski says about poetry movements:&lt;blockquote&gt;and all the gatherings&lt;br /&gt;and tenderings of&lt;br /&gt;proclamations toward the&lt;br /&gt;flock&lt;br /&gt;had very little&lt;br /&gt;to do&lt;br /&gt;with anything.&lt;/blockquote&gt;and university poetry lecturers:&lt;blockquote&gt;from the sad university &lt;br /&gt;lecterns&lt;br /&gt;these hucksters of the&lt;br /&gt;despoiled word&lt;br /&gt;working the&lt;br /&gt;hand-outs&lt;br /&gt;still talking that&lt;br /&gt;dumb shit.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Rule 15: you can get a marginal piece past the editors if you say something they're dying to say. Conversely, imagine just how marvelous a poem you would have had to have written to get a pro-Bush, pro-war piece past Lyn Hejinian for last year's BAP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112932605093026182?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112932605093026182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112932605093026182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112932605093026182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112932605093026182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-1-you-can-be-kinda-old-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112932602301859096</id><published>2005-10-14T23:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T23:40:23.023+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 14: humility is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the seven contrary virtues, the opposite of pride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112932602301859096?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112932602301859096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112932602301859096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112932602301859096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112932602301859096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-14-humility-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112923121148110507</id><published>2005-10-13T21:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:20:11.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 13: teach me a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie Brown makes me look up "sprezzatura" (studied carelessness, especially in art or literature) when I read her poem (BAP2005:23).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112923121148110507?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112923121148110507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112923121148110507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112923121148110507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112923121148110507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-13-teach-me-word-stephanie-brown.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112906980423784772</id><published>2005-10-12T00:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T10:07:18.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 12: if everyone's a poet, &lt;a href="http://www.google.pl/search?hl=en&amp;safe=off&amp;q=%22poet%27s+poet%22&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;"poet's poet"&lt;/a&gt; (not to mention &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;q=%22poet%27s+poet%27s+poet%22&amp;btnG=Google+Search"&gt;"poet's poet's poet"&lt;/a&gt;) means nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112906980423784772?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112906980423784772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112906980423784772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112906980423784772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112906980423784772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-12-if-everyones-poet-poets-poet.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112906964444836961</id><published>2005-10-12T00:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T10:01:02.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 11: all of the rules are simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112906964444836961?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112906964444836961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112906964444836961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112906964444836961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112906964444836961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-11-all-of-rules-are-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112880291768635348</id><published>2005-10-08T22:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:21:57.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 10: play a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the commoner writing strategies. Rhyming is a word game. So is something like&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to be your shoebox&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your Fort Knox&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your equinox&lt;/blockquote&gt;which is what Catherine Bowman does in "I Want to Be Your Shoebox."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't inventive, the games are a waste of time. But if you are inventive and you just need a way to get going, a game can be productive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112880291768635348?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112880291768635348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112880291768635348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112880291768635348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112880291768635348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-10-play-game.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112880259588804154</id><published>2005-10-08T22:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:16:35.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe &lt;i&gt;strategies&lt;/i&gt; is a better word. Strategies of writers, of editors, and of readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a strategy is a rule, or a set of rules, by which one acts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112880259588804154?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112880259588804154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112880259588804154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112880259588804154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112880259588804154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/maybe-strategies-is-better-word.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112880246616104030</id><published>2005-10-08T22:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:14:26.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 9: borrow stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the notes, Bloomfield says "My 'Catholic Encyclopedia' is almost a found poem."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112880246616104030?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112880246616104030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112880246616104030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112880246616104030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112880246616104030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-9-borrow-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112871954670578617</id><published>2005-10-07T23:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T23:12:26.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 8: the best poems are those that went through magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magazine editors determine the pool from which the best poems are selected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112871954670578617?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112871954670578617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112871954670578617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112871954670578617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112871954670578617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-8-best-poems-are-those-that-went.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112871903671733528</id><published>2005-10-07T22:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T23:09:56.743+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Ashbery piece also supports the earlier rules. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 1: you can be kinda old and still write one of the best American poems of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashbery is older now than Ammons was when he died. When Ashbery dies, there will be special issues of special issues. They'll retire his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 2: whether a poem is good depends a lot on the writer's biography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See 1. The poem feels autobiographical even if it probably isn't. Go and join him, while he's still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 3: to see what sort of a poem you have, try sorting the poem you have &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorting helped me see the repeated befores and behinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 4: the best American poems are poems in English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 5: the best poems are not pictures, they are words&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112871903671733528?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112871903671733528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112871903671733528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112871903671733528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112871903671733528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/ashbery-piece-also-supports-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112871832723757210</id><published>2005-10-07T22:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T23:14:16.263+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 7: start with the feeling and work backwards to see where it came from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way I like to misread Ashbery is start with the feeling (the impression, the vague idea, the half notion, whatever) the poem gives me (if it gives me a feeling, or if I have a feeling that I can, rightly or wrongly, attribute to the poem) and then go back and mark the lines that might have given me that feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Ashbery's "In Dearest, Deepest Winter," which comes second in BAP 2005, right after Ammons's poem, I thought Ashbery's poem could be *"'about'"* getting old and thinking back on being young and the places and times of youth. How we get old and die, so, as the first line says, "Go and join them, while they're still there." Something as common and general as that. Then I went back and marked all the passages I thought might support that idea. I got everything except the last bit ("What calamity on the second floor..."). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which proves nothing, and is meant to prove nothing, and is of course all wrong. But it helps me to think about the poem. Maybe I wouldn't have thought that at all if I hadn't just finished reading the Ammons piece, which certain &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; about getting old and dying, because Ammons doesn't play the same game Ashnery plays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112871832723757210?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112871832723757210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112871832723757210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112871832723757210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112871765196878576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112871765196878576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112871765196878576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112871765196878576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-6-genial-uncle-john-can-write.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112854843015084309</id><published>2005-10-05T23:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:40:30.150+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 5: the best poems are not pictures, they are words&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112854843015084309?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112854843015084309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112854843015084309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112854843015084309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112854843015084309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-5-best-poems-are-not-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112854841450941519</id><published>2005-10-05T23:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:40:14.510+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 4: the best American poems are poems in English&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112854841450941519?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112854841450941519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112854841450941519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112854841450941519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112854841450941519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-4-best-american-poems-are-poems.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112854682663087720</id><published>2005-10-05T23:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T22:43:50.350+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 3: to see what sort of a poem you have, try sorting the poem you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that's not really a rule. But it's my blog. That's the real rule here: it's my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the Ammons poem, sorted. The words "we" or "we'll" occur 16 times, the words "our" or "ourselves" 4 times, in 283 words. I don't know whether that is statistically significant, it just helps me to think. The second poem in the book, Ashbery's "In Dearest, Deepest Winter," has only 2 occurrences of "we" in 200 words, but Ashbery uses "you" (4) and "your" (1) and "us" (4) and "them" (2). Also, "before" (4) and "behind" (2) and "occasion" (2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(although&lt;br /&gt;60-year-old&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;about&lt;br /&gt;address&lt;br /&gt;all&lt;br /&gt;already&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;around,&lt;br /&gt;as&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;away&lt;br /&gt;away:&lt;br /&gt;babies,&lt;br /&gt;baking&lt;br /&gt;be:&lt;br /&gt;birthdays,&lt;br /&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;brain&lt;br /&gt;brighter&lt;br /&gt;brink:&lt;br /&gt;brushed&lt;br /&gt;came&lt;br /&gt;can&lt;br /&gt;cane&lt;br /&gt;cards&lt;br /&gt;care&lt;br /&gt;care:&lt;br /&gt;Christmases,&lt;br /&gt;clean&lt;br /&gt;congestive&lt;br /&gt;decide&lt;br /&gt;deeper&lt;br /&gt;diabetes,&lt;br /&gt;did)&lt;br /&gt;die&lt;br /&gt;died&lt;br /&gt;don't&lt;br /&gt;downstairs&lt;br /&gt;drink&lt;br /&gt;drop&lt;br /&gt;else&lt;br /&gt;empty&lt;br /&gt;end,&lt;br /&gt;every&lt;br /&gt;every&lt;br /&gt;every&lt;br /&gt;failures&lt;br /&gt;fast,&lt;br /&gt;first&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;for,&lt;br /&gt;forever&lt;br /&gt;funeral,&lt;br /&gt;gaining&lt;br /&gt;getting&lt;br /&gt;getting&lt;br /&gt;giving&lt;br /&gt;gone&lt;br /&gt;grip&lt;br /&gt;grow&lt;br /&gt;halloweens&lt;br /&gt;hanging&lt;br /&gt;have&lt;br /&gt;heart&lt;br /&gt;hired&lt;br /&gt;houses&lt;br /&gt;hullabaloo:&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;index&lt;br /&gt;intensive&lt;br /&gt;into&lt;br /&gt;into&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;it's&lt;br /&gt;it's&lt;br /&gt;know&lt;br /&gt;know&lt;br /&gt;leave&lt;br /&gt;leaving,&lt;br /&gt;left&lt;br /&gt;left:&lt;br /&gt;leg&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;live&lt;br /&gt;long&lt;br /&gt;looks&lt;br /&gt;losing&lt;br /&gt;loss&lt;br /&gt;loss:&lt;br /&gt;lost&lt;br /&gt;lot:&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;many&lt;br /&gt;many,&lt;br /&gt;may&lt;br /&gt;men&lt;br /&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;much&lt;br /&gt;must,&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;never&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;nice:&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;old&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;once&lt;br /&gt;ones&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;other&lt;br /&gt;others&lt;br /&gt;our&lt;br /&gt;our&lt;br /&gt;ourselves&lt;br /&gt;ourselves:&lt;br /&gt;palimpsests,&lt;br /&gt;passing&lt;br /&gt;people&lt;br /&gt;person&lt;br /&gt;phone&lt;br /&gt;precious&lt;br /&gt;recall&lt;br /&gt;remember&lt;br /&gt;rings,&lt;br /&gt;Ruth&lt;br /&gt;same&lt;br /&gt;scramble&lt;br /&gt;scratches:&lt;br /&gt;scribbles&lt;br /&gt;shine&lt;br /&gt;single&lt;br /&gt;slow&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;some&lt;br /&gt;some&lt;br /&gt;some&lt;br /&gt;some&lt;br /&gt;somebody&lt;br /&gt;someday&lt;br /&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;steady,&lt;br /&gt;strength&lt;br /&gt;such&lt;br /&gt;suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;sun&lt;br /&gt;sympathies:&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;they&lt;br /&gt;thick&lt;br /&gt;thing,&lt;br /&gt;think&lt;br /&gt;think&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;thought&lt;br /&gt;till&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;tip&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;touch&lt;br /&gt;travel&lt;br /&gt;tumors,&lt;br /&gt;until&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;us&lt;br /&gt;used&lt;br /&gt;used&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;watchful&lt;br /&gt;way....&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;weddings&lt;br /&gt;we'll&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;went&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;who&lt;br /&gt;who&lt;br /&gt;widows&lt;br /&gt;wife&lt;br /&gt;will&lt;br /&gt;will,&lt;br /&gt;wine&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;won't:&lt;br /&gt;word,&lt;br /&gt;would&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112854682663087720?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112844684574908815</id><published>2005-10-04T19:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T19:27:25.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 2: whether a poem is good depends a lot on the writer's biography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ammons poem ("In View of the Fact") is pretty good, but you've read better Ammons. The part I like is "we have already lost so many, / brushed the loss of ourselves ourselves: our / address books for so long a slow scramble...," partly, I suppose, because it reminds me of Dante through Eliot, but mainly for "the loss of ourselves ourselves: our". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That particular poem was selected, I'll dare to guess, because Ammons was an old man who soon would die and was writing as an old man who soon would die, who was watching his friends drop off the perch and clinging to the few who remained. It's a sentimental poem that was chosen for sentimental reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112844684574908815?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112844684574908815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112844684574908815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112844684574908815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112844684574908815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-2-whether-poem-is-good-depends.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112837490738020167</id><published>2005-10-03T23:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:29:04.540+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rule 1: you can be kinda old and still write one of the best American poems of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. R. Ammons was born in 1926, according to the dreaded notes at the back of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Best American Poetry 2005&lt;/span&gt;, which makes him almost 80. Or it &lt;i&gt;would&lt;/i&gt; make him almost 80, except that Archie died in 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the actual rule is: you can have been &lt;i&gt;dead&lt;/i&gt; for some years and still write one of the best American poems of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112837490738020167?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112837490738020167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112837490738020167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112837490738020167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112837490738020167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/rule-1-you-can-be-kinda-old-and-still.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17377435.post-112828526032508622</id><published>2005-10-02T22:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:35:33.966+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These are the rules of poetry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17377435-112828526032508622?l=xerocracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/feeds/112828526032508622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17377435&amp;postID=112828526032508622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112828526032508622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17377435/posts/default/112828526032508622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerocracy.blogspot.com/2005/10/these-are-rules-of-poetry.html' title=''/><author><name>eeksypeeksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208638838683999909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
