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Thursday, March 03, 2005

What "means the most"???

Peter, Anne, and the PINUPS have all been posting the ten poems that "mean the most"or something like that. I love how much crossover there is when a conversation like this gets started.


Because who wouldn't take the bible to a desert island if they could only grab 10 books? Deep down, we all have a lot in common. And when you only get 10 picks, hipster status (that impulse to want a CD in your collection that nobody else knows at all) tends to fall away...


Not surprisingly, these are poems I've known forever, and reread a lot, the "Bob Dylan" poems... the "meatloaf" poems... the poems that are embedded in me and my writing.


I'm thinking about them now, with regards to the Now & Later theory...


My ten poems:

In the Waiting Room, Bishop
Lying In A Hammock At William Duffy's Farm In Pine Island, Minnesota, Wright
Dreamsong 14, Berryman
I Know a Man, Creeley
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, Eliot

The Chicken Without a Head, Simic
Song of a Wandering Aengus, Yeats
They Feed They Lion, Levine

For Grace, After a Party, O Hara
Ruth, What is Happiness?, Amichai



3 Comments:

Peter said...

Laurel:
"In the Waiting Room, and "I Know a Man" -- poems I could list, too.
On a given day.
--Peter

3:59 PM  
Emily Lloyd said...

Hi, Laurel--we haven't met, but I was one of the early "Top 10" posters too &'ve been admiring your blog. I also picked The Feed They Lion, surprising myself--the Bible, like you said. In that case, the sound & rhythm & anaphora bible.

A prof I deeply respected once described Wright's "William Duffy" as total crap...after I'd just made my mom a copy of it that still hangs in her dank cubicle--she loves it: "I have wasted my life"

best,
em
poesygalore.blogspot.com

6:35 PM  
Anne said...

These lists are making me add lots of names to my "I read this poet long ago, didn't pay enough attention, and should go back to him/her" list! I like the "Bob Dylan" analogy -- it's such a good feeling, every now and then, to take a fresh look at the poems you know so well you almost don't have to read them anymore -- just like going back and putting on a well-worn album you haven't listened to in years.

6:56 PM  

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