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Sally Ashton
Silicon Valley
Likes cake; eats it too.
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A gifted poet and a very wise man, apparently. Thanks.
The Most Underrated Poet in America
<<< I remember a poet's writing to me several years back, You are the most underrated poet in the country. But then, he added, that's better than being the most overrated poet in the country. I was and remain impressed by the short distance between the two extremes. -- Howard Nemerov, Journal of...
Vinho Verde, or " “Em flagrante delitro” [by Sally Ashton]
Posted Jul 12, 2011 at The Best American Poetry
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The Art of Waiting [by Sally Ashton]
Posted Jul 10, 2011 at The Best American Poetry
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Port in Porto- Sally Ashton
Posted Jul 9, 2011 at The Best American Poetry
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Saudade- Sally Ashton
Out the open French doors of my pensione on a narrow street in Sevilla, the warm silence is periodically broken by church bells, calling doves, the clatter of hooves on cobble and the rumble of luggage being dragged by tourists... Continue reading
Posted Jul 3, 2011 at The Best American Poetry
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Almost leaving- Sally Ashton
Posted Jul 2, 2011 at The Best American Poetry
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Translated- Sally Ashton
Posted Jun 29, 2011 at The Best American Poetry
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Sounds Like Lisbon - Sally Ashton
Posted Jun 24, 2011 at The Best American Poetry
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“A ship is a piece of floating space” --Sally Ashton
So said Michel Foucault in Different Spaces. I arrived in Lisbon Saturday by airship—the jet—a kind of airborne floating space, “a non-place going places,” a placeless place that is at once threshold and destination, neither “here” nor yet “there,” time... Continue reading
Posted Jun 22, 2011 at The Best American Poetry
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Good Company [by Sally Ashton]
Posted Dec 12, 2009 at The Best American Poetry
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Real Men ? [by Sally Ashton]
Posted Dec 11, 2009 at The Best American Poetry
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Real Men [by Sally Ashton]
Outside the open window The morning air is all awash with angels. I'm imagining many of you across the country will wake up to a morning like this--snow!--from all the weather reports I've seen. Snow, and lots of it. I... Continue reading
Posted Dec 10, 2009 at The Best American Poetry
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Real Critics; Real Men [by Sally Ashton]
Posted Dec 9, 2009 at The Best American Poetry
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Speaking of Rejection [by Sally Ashton]
Speaking as an editor speaking of rejection I will say this. Rejection involves the Golden Rule: it is better to give than to receive. You didn't really expect me to say the opposite, did you? Anyone who has risked rejection... Continue reading
Posted Dec 8, 2009 at The Best American Poetry
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Speaking of Editors [by Sally Ashton]
But first—woooooooot! Just JUST finished teaching my last class of the semester. That’s the last of it for this meat grinder. Okay, okay. No more sausage. And I do have something more serious to consider today. It’s Monday, afterall. But... Continue reading
Posted Dec 7, 2009 at The Best American Poetry
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The Sausage Factor [by Sally Ashton]
I know, I know. I’m writing this at the risk of being forever categorized as the blogger of processed meat. If you spend much time here at the Best American Poetry Blog, you will typically find at the bottom of... Continue reading
Posted Dec 6, 2009 at The Best American Poetry
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Yo, bitch.
"Why I'm Not a Bitch" [by Nin Andrews]
Why I’m Not a Bitch After Frank O’Hara I’m not a bitch. I’m a poet. Why? I don't know. I think I’d rather be a bitch, to tell you the truth. Like Nicole. She’s just bitching. Sometimes I stop in, and she says to me, Come on in, bitch. Let’s bitch. I do. We do. We both bitch. We bitc...
Laura-Also Dylan Thomas' birthday today, and here, a reading of his Poem in October celebrating his 30th...strange coincidence.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JBQWYO_3FqM&feature=related
A Birthday (by Laura Orem)
Today would have been Sylvia Plath's 77th birthday. She left an astonishing number of good-to-excellent poems for someone who died at 30, a testament not only to her talent but to her dedication to her craft and iron Yankee work-ethic. Easily, so easily, she could have been writing still - imagi...
It sure would be nice to have a West Coast reading sometime...sigh. Have fun!
BAP 2009 Kickoff Reading: Thursday, September 24, 2009 at 7PM
On September 24, 2009. at 7 PM, in the New School's Tishman Auditorium (66 West 12 Street, ground floor), series editor David Lehman will host a gala launch reading for The Best American Poetry 2009, and it's free so we hope everyone will come except for freeloading ill-mannered creeps but the...
I have to say my romanticism for the process has faded. The wool looks more like what I'd expect that Scottish dish Haggis looks like, and if Grace's meatballs look anything like those shanks of wet wool, Grace please at least get some tomato sauce to cover them.
More About Wool, or What Your Socks Never Told You (by Laura Orem)
Last week, I shared with you the pictures from shearing day. Today, I'd like to show you what happens to the wool after it's off the sheep. First, the fleece is "skirted." This means it is laid out flat, and all the nasty, dirty bits are removed. Sheep live in barns, and they get a lot of VM (ve...
This redeems the city of Bologna once and for all! Thanks Terrence.
Daniel Cassidy: There’s a Sách úr Born Every Minute (Terence Winch)
Most visitors to this site share a common tool: the English language, which, as the authors of The Story of English wrote in 1986, “…has become the language of the planet, the first truly global language,” spoken by a billion or so people. They will also tell you that “the English language has ...
The duck story makes me cry. I must go to Indiana. I have never been.
Mitch Sisskind presents a poem by Shaindel Beers
I found the work of Shaindel Beers online. I was interested that she grew up in rural Indiana where once I was wont to roam. In the town of North Liberty a man asked me the date. I told him and he replied, “Eighty-five years ago today I shot my first duck.” Then he began to cry. The great Theod...
I've enjoyed your posts. Thanks-
Thinking of Taking Fido to the Fireworks? (by Tess Callahan)
Because life is not hectic enough with two kids, three birds, four fish tanks, a teaching job and writing deadlines, I cajoled my poor husband one year ago into adopting a second dog. It started out innocently enough. Since adopting a golden retriever mix four years ago, we occasionally helped...
It's also sad to think how they might create a metaphor for a deflated economy; the poetry or the penis? Sad either way.
'Hung' and the gluten-free Neruda cranberry-walnut bread
Tonight, HBO will premiere Hung, its latest attempt at a half-hour sitcom since it forgot Eastbound & Down was as good as Sex and the City. Hung is about Ray, a high-school athletics coach, a middle-aged divorced dad, most of whose house has recently burned down. He's strapped for cash, his ...
So, where do your 3 bags full go, Laura?
"Shearing Day" (by Laura Orem)
Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool? Yes, sir, yes, sir, three bags full. One for the master, one for the dame, And one for the little boy who lives down the lane. Seems like a lot of wool for one sheep, but you'd be surprised. This week, Nathan, our shearer, came to give Ike and Izzy thei...
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