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It would be interesting also to have a specific book in mind to compare the legitimizing contextual elements with the actual work. It might tell us something. Otherwise, I agree with Michael Robbins: One free beer for you. One can discover all sorts of social implications about the "weather page" in your local newspaper if you still have one. Where, eactly, is it located in the paper? WHAT, exactly, regions of weather activity are repotted? WHAT kind of language is used to describe them?

Is a spring shower described as a torrential downpour? Is a buffeting breeze termed a mild tornado? Is an approaching "weather front" described in more detail, or is the scary and ambiguous word "front" just left dangling there, full of foreboding, like a Nazi invasion? But remember, the main motivation for offering a "weather report" is just this: Something similar could be said about acknowledgements notes in books of poetry, and I am sure glad this topic has been raised.

This says something, doesn't it? I'm sure Billy Bob was happy to have you in it. I'll submit where I want. And toward that end I will, have and will continue to list my acknowledgements according to the way I see fit and that benefits me and my writing career and not as Mike Robbins sees fit. Why don't you clam up for a time and stop with all this constant beligerent rhetoric. It's boring and childish. Of course these are interspersed with isolated voices trying to get back on line, but those are hard pressed and in the minority.

He is indicating true arduousness, and without any trace of whining. I have never seen a meditation on acknowledgments pages, and I appreciate Jason opening up this topic.

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It can be taken in many intriguing directions, from literary-historical, psychological, and sociological perspectives, if anyone cares to give it a bit of thought warning: I know mine do. So why shouldn't they get some attention? You could do the same with acknowledgments. Right now, your critique seems to suffer from the same thing you accuse Jason and me of doing, ie generalizing.

I'd welcome your thoughts and would try to improve my blogging based on them.


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My email is under "contact" at my website, anniefinch. You're the worst kind of pest on the internet: Blinders, Jack -- or is it Johnny? I can make up nicknames for you, too, if you like -- you're wearing blinders, particularly where the creepy menacing quality of yr own posts are concerned. That don't mean I'm going to neglect the small journals that gave me a shot when no one else had heard of me.

If all that matters to you is yr "writing career," I can promise you it'll be a short one. It's funny, Jason, but I use that "often in substantially different form" phrase in my own ackowledgements, and it never occurred to me that it could be interpreted that way. I invite anyone to render his or opinion on which of us is a bully: Do you really think if you say it often enough it will become true?

I hear that enough with my students. Even when told he can believe whatever wrong-headed idea he wants, he continues to harp on it. And when warned that such a wrong-headed notion will be laughed at by anyone remotely educated, he continues to harp on it. It would be like arguing with someone about the weather who militantly refuses to believe the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

How do you discuss anything with someone who will not accept the most basic premise? Martin, your comment glows with weight and elegance, and illuminates the same in Jason's post. Here's one of my favorite of the points you make, among many subtle and worthwhile observations: And I'm sure this is not uncommon, especially with first books.

My imagination has just been riffing on a book that would consist of a kind of dialogue between hypothetical acknowledgements pages and hypothetical blurbs pages. How about it fellas? I mean, in certain poetry circles, Octopus is probably more prestigious than the Paris Review. That's part of what I meant in my post. It is all a matter of positionings. It was hard to tell the difference between my poem and the recipe I suppose. It is simply bene my experience that certain credits go further than others -- especially in my book publishing career.

Having "American Literacy" published by William Morrow has gone a long way toward opening publishing opportunities for me than other less known publishing houses. Maybe this isn't the case withwith other folks -- but it is with me. It's all very subjective. It always seems to catch people's attention both in publishing and in academic circles. When you stop drooling and dragging your knuckles on the ground Mikey, try and get over yourself.

God knows almost everyone else has. Too often things like acknowledgments, blurbs, prefaces, dedications, footnotes, stamps of provenance, etc. Matters of honesty and honor aside, such practice, at the very least, would proffer a small, but never ending gift to literary historians and bibliographers; constitute a perhaps salutary exercise in humility for the acknowledging poet; even help provide, over time, for a kind of leveling of the field, a little unsettling of author function and position.

Why couldn't this become the practice, one enforced by book publishers and demanded by magazines whose editors have after all taken precious time to read, consider, and reject the poem? What keeps poets from lying at least usually about the magazines where they have published? The answer immediately comes forth: No difference, really, in principle from the hard record of acceptance. Potential embarrassment would keep poets honest For in this day of "brand" and professional decorum, what poet wants to be called a liar?

Where are the Poets who will begin? Who will be the Poets who refuse to sweep their failings under the faux Persian rug of accomplishment? Where are the Poets untainted by false propriety who shall decline to submerge [as Martin himself has it, KJ] sorrow and defeat under the mirage of protocol's obsidian waters? After all, and please excuse, if we're trying to graph the deep tectonics of suffering, and stuff, why be half-assed about it?

Conway is well known on various internet poetry sites for his antics. His capacity for typos is unsurpassed and his aggressive and belligerent approach is legendary. He is, however, endlessly entertaining for various reasons. In fact, he can be quite erudite and intelligent when he's in his right mind. I want to see rejection info in the acknowledgements.

How else can we feel the pain of the poet? My subsequent love affair with the editor was a disaster, especially our trip to Paris, but I want to thank my Muse, anyway. Speaking of acknowledgements, it might be of interest to note that E. Cummings dedicated his poetry collection 'No Thanks' to the fourteen publishers who had rejected his manuscript, to wit: No doubt Jack Conway is right that Mikey is due for at attitude adjustment.

After all, the other kiddies were being pushed around just a bit too much until Jack, whose writing cvareer is longer by far, said not on my watch, boy. Have you gone to college? My writing cvareer is longer by far than yours, but not my spelling. My spelling is shorter than yours, I admit that. What rankles me, though, is your complete inability to comprehend the obvious when it is staring you right in the face.

Like the sun rises in the East. That is a fact. You can go look in the west like a little child and wait for it to rise. That is because you are based of faulty logic. Like my students, who are like children. They are childish, like a spoiled child, who is childlike. Like you, who are a child, and who are childish and spoiled, and who, like children everywhere, have not gone to college. I, along with a couple of hundred other poets, am feeling a little dejected tonight.

I guess we should all keep things in perspective, shouldn't we? Are other people really going to want to read your insult directed to someone else they have never met, and which has nothing to do with the topic? As I was trying to say, Kent, what a great idea. Was trying to say earlier that I loved and totally believed the anecdote of the rejected acknowledgements, but never got around to it--and meanwhile it has morphed into something even better.

After thinking a bit more about this topic, I posted a piece of my own on Acknowledgments at http: Jack reminds me of E. His death waddle is clearly pledged to the cause of poetry. Reading all that Thomas Hardy, E. Robinson, and Acrhibald MacLiesh has got count for something. Maybe this will help you with your obsession Roberto. Should students cite their publications in university publications or otherwise?

And is it beneficial? Should poets cite their poems posted on blogs? Are they legitimate sources to acknowledge? Should I acknowledge that? I thought that a little humor added to a decidedly unserious topic would be welcome. Though I suppose 21 years of teaching does tend to make one quite humorless.

Odd that what I'm sure Gurial intended as a diversion turned so serious. I blame unchecked pretention, myself. Kent Johnson's comments above about including rejections in acknowledgment pages is a provocative idea, too. Thanks for bringing this up. From a somewhat different direction, I recall how Exquisite Corpse used to have a Body Bag section in their print magazine that included the names of rejected poets whose work had been read for a particular issue.

There were also longer rejection comments to certain writers whose work showed promise but failed to achieve the standards of the Corpse. I used to read through the long list of rejected names when the print issue would come out in the early 90s, scanning the print block in that elongated, vertical format until, lo and behold, I found my name among the dead. Anyway, the power of the negative, as Kent observes, might make a valuable contribution to this way of looking at the social apparatus--the poem's cocoon. How has no one mentioned Bill Knott, whose acknowledgments to The Quicken Tree read in their entirety: Michael, I guess we were hoping that Bill would mention himself!

He also used rejection slips as cover art for some of his terrific hand-made books, pre-Lulu. And it sure made you look forward to a new issue. EC thrives online these days, but I loved their beguiling old print format. On the contrary, they should thank me. Thanks for those examples Don! All great except for that last one, lol. But this has been one of the most entertaining threads in a while.

Though perhaps all those fancy rejection slips I tape on my wall are a form of acknowledgement, which I think has already been proposed in slightly different forms. Do we view liner notes in albums the same way? I know the analogy of credits on a film was made, but it feels forced. Do we as readers need to contextualize to enjoy. Were Wimsatt and Beardsley entirely wrong--do we need to legitimize a work through the biographical contextualization an acknowledgement page offers esp. Or is this all simply an issue for the "afficionado? In the cryptic acknowledgments category, I just today opened a copy of Sixty Sonnets by Ernest Hilbert, with this among the usual kinds of thanks: I'm going to use it in one of my units on light poetry.

He is read, if at all, in preference to the combined and established wit of the world. I say established; for it is with literature as with law or empire — an established name is an estate in tenure, or a throne in possession. Besides, one might suppose that books, like their authors, improve by travel — their having crossed the sea is, with us, so great a distinction.


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Our antiquaries abandon time for distance; our very fops glance from the binding to the bottom of the title-page, where the mystic characters which spell London, Paris, or Genoa, are precisely so many letters of recommendation. That he had, in youth, the feelings of a poet I believe — for there are glimpses of extreme delicacy in his writings — and delicacy is the poet's own kingdom — his El Dorado — but they have the appearance of a better day recollected; and glimpses, at best, are little evidence of present poetic fire — we know that a few straggling flowers spring up daily in the crevices of the glacier.

With the increase of his judgment the light which should make it apparent has faded away. His judgment consequently is too correct. This may not be understood, — but the old Goths of Germany would have understood it, who used to debate matters of importance to their State twice, once when drunk, and once when sober — sober that they might not be deficient in formality — drunk lest they should be destitute of vigor.

Can great minds descend to such absurdity? It is the beginning of the epic poem "Temora. We shall see what better he, in his own person, has to offer. Is it sympathy for the sheep you wish to excite? I love a sheep from the bottom of my heart. Even Stamboul, it is said, shall have an end, and the most unlucky blunders must come to a conclusion. Thomas, thanks for sharing the Poe "Letter.

He goes on to say good things about Coleridge, with some resistance of course: It is lamentable to think that such a mind should be buried in metaphysics, and, like the Nyctanthes, waste its perfume upon the night alone. In reading his poetry I tremble like one who stands upon a volcano, conscious, from the very darkness bursting from the crater, of the fire and the light that are weltering below. It's a fun read I'd like to thank Erich Segal. That's why, I think, Irish poetry is, on the whole, so good.

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