So I just noticed I never updated the Michael Earl Craig situation.
Got Think Kimono.
Read Thin Kimono.
Thought Thin Kimono was surprisingly illogical of MEC. And I mean that in all the right and wrong ways. Actually just the right ways.
It's been a rewarding experience for me. This is what poetry should feel like. I also feel like I get a sense of MEC's growth as a poet from book to book. TK was a predicted growth yet with a windfall of possibilities. He did things I didn't expect and kept me tripping for the things I already like (while evolving those techniques even more).
According to a recent post on Zachary Schomburg's blog The Lovely Arc, he's got a new book lined-up. If you don't check his blog daily, there's a darn good chance we have no business talking.
Courtesy of Aaron Rote, I'm now reading a new poet (to me): Jack Gilbert. He's a good mix of what I think others value in poetry, what I value in poetry, and what I'm trying to value in poetry.
Okay, just finished reading Can You Relax in My Houseand it was easily fantastic. Michael Earl Craig seems to be the synthesis of something good for me. I'm eager to get Thin Kimonoin which hopefully happens soon. Not quite sure which I like better of the two books I've read of his. I like them both quite a lot. Yes, Master was my first experience, and I think, for whatever reasons, I'm on board the most with that one. Reporting soon on TK.
Thanks to a life-changing, aesthetic-altering poet and his online journal, I've received my first acceptance for a publication of one of my poems. It will be appearing in the journal past simple 10, due out sometime in a few months. I'm really excited about this. I mentioned the poem earlier on this blog. VERY loosely based on the premier of The Jazz Singer, as far as the actual events go.
Did a creative writing day. That was fun. Students wrote stories based on pictures I handed out. I wish I could find one of these pictures. Found them in a fever-rush. The students are focusing on telling a story about their own lives, so I wanted them to get some extra practice. Hoo-ray! creative writing.