Re: Black Islands / Will Dockery

Will Dockery wrote:

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Rocky wrote:

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On Thursday, April 23, 2020 at 4:02:53 PM UTC-4, Hieronymous Corey
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On Thursday, April 23, 2020 at 3:56:44 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:

On Tuesday, April 21, 2020 at 6:52:23 PM UTC-4, Hieronymous Corey

wrote:

On Tuesday, April 21, 2020 at 6:09:34 PM UTC-4, Rocky wrote:

On Sunday, April 19, 2020 at 6:47:18 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:

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Art is subjective, so nobody, not even the

artist, can second guess what art, poetry, music, et cetera, might be
appreciated most by future audiences.

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"Wordsworth demonstrated that 'original'

poets were both scorned in their day and appreciated later..."

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For example, tastes in poetry, value

judgments, (and all art) can change, or will change, as Bill Knott
explains:

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http://www.bu.edu/clarion/knott-poetry-prize/coat-upon-a-stick.htm

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"I don't see anything wrong with writing

about one's self, though it seems like there are always those who stand
ready to condemn the poets who do it too passionately. Sadly this type
of poem has now fallen into disfavor- not with the larger poetry
book-buying public, but with a growing segment of younger poets. The
first-person narrative, the realist-autobiopoem of Olds and Levine, has
been subverted and refuted and or ignored by many younger poets. These
new poets know they've grown up into a regime where poetry is ruled over
by Theory, where the poem is a slave to Poetics. In the ancient quarrel
between poets and philosophers, the balance of power has shifted to the
latter: "[T]he philosophical critique of poetry is ascendant. In the
provinces of literary criticism, Plato's heirs have apparently won out."
(Mark Edmundson, Literature against Philosophy, Plato to Derrida / A
Defence of Poetry ). These new poets have internalized this cruel
critique and sublimate it via the usual strategies of auto-punishment.
Snatch the whip from Master and lash yourself. In any case their
seemingly-on-the-surface-disparate modes of servile irony have to a

certain extent seized the floor. The Confessional poem has been pushed
offstage..."

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"The basic argument of the AvantGarde (or the

Postlang or Post-Avant or whatever the heck they're calling themselves
this week) is predicated on their ultimate vindication by Posterity. You
know the spiel: Yes the easy poets the accessible poets like Collins
Olds and Levine are being read and honored now, but in the future they
will be forgotten and we, we the AGs will be appreciated then: just as
those earlier precursor avantgardistes who were ignored or scorned in
their day (Van Gogh, Artaud, Dickinson, Mallarme et al) are now
recognized as Greats, so we too will garner the fame we deserve now, and
we will have our posthumous revenge on these insipid popularists like
Mary Oliver.." -Bill Knott

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http://www.bu.edu/clarion/knott-poetry-prize/coat-upon-a-stick.htm

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So, I say don't burn that poetry, let the

future generations have a chance to read it, they might get a different
appreciation than the palookas of 2020.

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Fashions are ephemeral, and tastes in

literature change,

but the standards by which they are judged

remain the same.

Composition, sentence structure, and form

matter, and poor

grammar is just poor grammar, then, now, and

always.

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Okay, go ahead and burn your poetry if it will

make you feel better... I'm keeping mine.

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Okay, so let's discuss what makes you feel better, and

why.

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You are such a strange little man......

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No stranger than you and me, Zod. In fact, I would guess

Corey has better mental health than either of us, strange or not.

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As my late brother-in-law would say about me, "You're

flakier than a toasted bagel."

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Hieronymous Corey is the only person I know of who drove 900

miles to see one of my performances, so he's obviously cooler than
most..

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Here is the only known photograph of us together:
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https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/89/Doo-Nanny..jpg

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Ha ha ha.... you should have brought Corey by the store......

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Hieronymous Corey was actually a bit mysterious, now that you

mention it...

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I never saw him off the Doo-Nanny grounds. Late at night he

would leave for his hotel room in an undisclosed location, and would
return to the festival in the morning.

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I would have liked to meet Corey...

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What a colossal waste of time that would have been.

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Wouldn't you consider the entire 1,800 mile round trip a waste of

time?

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I did tell you not to bother,after all.
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;)

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Of course not. I could have gone without meeting you, and still enjoyed
the trip.

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Because Doo-Nanny is a great festival, of course...

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Yes, it was.

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Wish Doonanny would return soon....