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    Psyche of the Compliment →

    julianofthecross:

    Delivered to 1/6th of Bennington College as part of the Kalopsia symposium on race, Tuesday, May 22nd.

    The Pysche of the Compliment: A Short Talk On Microaggression

    At Bennington College we function under the illusion that we are somehow exempt from the race problem, but we are not. In fact,…

    Bennington poet and editor of Silo discusses microagression and poetry … get educated, check it out.  

    — 5 months ago with 25 notes
    Poet Shane McCrae @ Bennington College

    Shane McCrae, author of poetry collections Blood and Mule, will be participating in a number of events here at Bennington College next week. First on the menu is a conversation between McCrae and Bennington’s own Michael Dumanis, to take place at 6:30 pm next Tuesday in the Franklin Living Room. This will be a more intimate setting (and probably a great opportunity to get your books signed). Wednesday, McCrae will give a lecture on “Generative Distraction: How To Write Poems About What You Believe Even If You Already Know What You Believe.” Another great opportunity to interact with the poet and ask him questions about his work. This will take place in EAC 1 at 4pm. Last but not least is THE READING, which will be in Tishman Lecture Hall, Wednesday evening at 7pm. The college bookstore will be selling copies of his book Mule, so if you don’t already have a copy, don’t worry—you can still get one! See you there!

    — 5 months ago
    Listomania

    Can a list be literary? Next time you’re between classes or coffees or  cigarettes (really?), try jotting down your spin on a literary list and send it our way (poetry@bennington.edu). Need some inspiration? Check out McSweeny’s spin on the literary list here. Our favorites will get posted to the Tumblr, so don’t be shy. It’s easy as 1, 2, 3 …

    Our example:

    You know you are a Bennington Poet when …

    *People ask what your tattoo says and you have to explain that it isn’t a tattoo at all, but a line from a Lucie Brock-Broido poem that you’re trying to memorize

    *You never schedule anything important on a Wednesday night for fear you might miss a poetry reading

    *Anytime you see a wheelbarrow you wonder where the white chickens are

    *You know how to rock your grandmother’s castoff wool sweaters by accessorizing with an Alex Dimitrov book tucked under your arm

    *When you hear the word “workshop” your heart rate accelerates and a vague sense of euphoria mingled with impending doom washes over you

    — 5 months ago with 1 note
    Bennington’s Own Mark Wunderlich Reading at Franklin! 7pm/tomorrow

    Mark will be reading from his new book, The Earth Avails. If you haven’t yet picked up a copy of it from the college bookstore, here’s a quick sampling from its well of genius:

                                   White Fur

    In the town of my childhood, little of note ever happened

    so when the albino deer was found drowned in the slough

    having been driven onto the punky ice by dogs,

    the game warden brought the dead beast to the school.

    I might have been seven or maybe six years old.

    I suppose we were made to line up—

    since that is how we were moved from place to place—

    and were directed out the industrial doors

    to admire the animal sprawled in the back of a truck.

    We gathered around it, its whiteness a world

    bled of distinction, its eyes pink and drying

    in the prairie air. We were told we could touch it

    and these many years since that March day, I can still

    see my hand, pink and small, buried in the white fur

    of the buck’s neck, crackling with static

    and coming to life with the electric surge

    that animates all things. Later, the buck

    would be mounted and placed in a glass case in the bank,

    which is where the town kept things that were precious.

    Behind it, the art teacher rendered the bluffs in oils

    with the fussy hand of a miniaturist, and the buck

    remains there today, in perpetual imitation of itself. 

    — 5 months ago
    Approximately Forever by C. D. Wright : The Poetry Foundation →

    A quick sample of the brilliance that will be here at Bennington this Wednesday and Thursday. Yes, that’s right, THE C.D. Wright will be here! Hear her read on Wednesday @ 7pm in Tishman, lecture on”What Can We Do To Bring The Ship Nearer To Its Longing” on Thursday @1 in EAC1, and be interviewed by Mark Wunderlich and Michael Dumanis on Thursday @4pm in EAC1. Don’t be shy! Bring some smart questions to the table on Thursday. :)

    — 6 months ago
    The Backyard Mermaid - Matthea Harvey Loves Her Cat and Ain't Afraid to Show It →
    — 10 months ago
    Matthea 's Coming to Town! Get on it. →
    — 10 months ago
    Flowers from a New Love after the Divorce by Paisley Rekdal : The Poetry Foundation →

    Reading Paisley Rekdal tonight; it burns so good. SIX DAYS until she arrives.

    — 11 months ago
    theparisreview:

The Emily Dickinson Archive, providing digital access to the poet’s surviving ephemera, is live. And has sparked all kinds of scholarly infighting! “They have the furniture, we have the daguerreotype; they have the herbarium, we have the hair,” says one archivist.
For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

THE HAIR

    theparisreview:

    The Emily Dickinson Archive, providing digital access to the poet’s surviving ephemera, is live. And has sparked all kinds of scholarly infighting! “They have the furniture, we have the daguerreotype; they have the herbarium, we have the hair,” says one archivist.

    For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

    THE HAIR

    (via poetsorg)

    — 11 months ago with 309 notes
    alexdimitrov:


"Sensualism" by Alex Dimitrov, from Salmagundi Spring/Summer 2012


Reading this over and over and over and over… 

    alexdimitrov:

    "Sensualism" by Alex Dimitrov, from Salmagundi Spring/Summer 2012

    Reading this over and over and over and over… 

    — 11 months ago with 96 notes
    Alex Dimitrov, “James Franco” →

    And just for funsies, a personal favorite of mine… *swooning*

    — 11 months ago with 1 note
    From the Fishouse: Alex Dimitrov: The Crucifix →

    Take a look at some of Dimitrov’s poetry before his workshop tonight at 5 PM in the EAC.

    — 11 months ago
    Mark Strand’s final event - Poetry Reading at 7PM in Tishman

    A sneak peak of what’s to come for tonight’s poetry reading:

    Mystery and Solitude in Topeka

    BY MARK STRAND

    Afternoon darkens into evening. A man falls deeper and deeper into the slow spiral of sleep, into the drift of it, the length of it, through what feels like mist, and comes at last to an open door through which he passes without knowing why, then again without knowing why goes to a room where he sits and waits while the room seems to close around him and the dark is darker than any he has known, and he feels something forming within him without being sure what it is, its hold on him growing, as if a story were about to unfold, in which two characters, Pleasure and Pain, commit the same crime, the one that is his, that he will confess to again and again, until it means nothing.

    (Source: The Poetry Foundation)
    — 1 year ago