This is an experiment.
Sometimes, I am struck by a song, poem, or prose, and I want to remember it and perhaps even share with others why I appreciate it or find it striking. I figured that it’s better to separate these ruminations from my other internet activity, and it is so easy to do that in today’s internet landscape. Thus, Tumblr, which in my brief research seems to suit my purposes more than other similar programs. (I suppose that if I was genuinely hardcore, I would just code my own page from scratch, but I like that Tumblr lets you tweak the HTML source. It’s a good middle ground.) We’ll see where it goes.
Incidentally, the URL is taken from the unrevised version of Marianne Moore’s poem “Poetry.” Here are (most of) the last two stanzas (without the indentation because the HTML is being grumpy):
One must make a distinction
however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is not poetry,
nor till the poets among us can be
“literalists of
the imagination” — above
insolence and triviality and can present
for inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we have
it. In the meantime, if you demand on one hand,
the raw material of poetry in
all its rawness and
that which is on the other hand
genuine, then you are interested in poetry.
