“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Some Poetry

I was fortunate enough to meet with Jarrod Fowler, and now I'm being showered with poems. (I also owe Marina Zurkow some thinking on her work on her astonishing Mesocosm, which I'm working on, I promise.)

Christian Hawkey sent me Citizen Of out of the blue. And Mark Yakich gave me The Importance of Peeling Potatoes in the Ukraine (great cover!). More to follow.

I have a new found zest for poems now that I've more fully appreciated Aristotle's view of substances as formal causes. Thanks OOO!

I also owe Janelle Schwartz some thoughts about Ursula Le Guin's The Word for World is Forest. Why can't they leave those 70s covers alone?

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