At ten AM the young housewife moves about in negligee behind the wooden walls of her husband’s house. I pass solitary in my car.
Then again she comes to the curb to call the ice-man, fish-man, and stands shy, uncorseted, tucking in stray ends of hair, and I compare her to a fallen leaf.
The noiseless wheels of my car rush with a crackling sound over dried leaves as I bow and pass smiling.
The criticism is of course fair enough, and would be brave and original as well, if delivered a hundred years ago.
The sexual charge in all Williams' poetry more or less "asks for it".
Still, this little 1916 poem has, if we may dare to use the term, "engendered" more oceans of cheap gendered critique than it probably earns.
I mean, without ponderous essays deconstructing such relatively innocuous specimens of brutal male transgression, where would sentences like this one go to find a home?
"This polemical concept of gaze, itself the product of the hyperbrave binarist stage of gynocritical thought, may have serious uses for the analysis of lyric poetry in helping to identify elements of the diegetic relations depicted..."
Well, to academic conferences I guess.
The comic attack is at once equally unfair, and much more telling, and (bonus) you don't even have to be wearing a long black coat and frowning in order to enjoy it.
Corn or Clam Chowder
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I have half and half and need to use it.
https://www.culinaryhill.com/corn-chowder-recipe/
https://www.culinaryhill.com/new-england-clam-chowder-recipe/
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And here's my old nemesis Monday again.
But, to be fair, she arrives on the heels of a quiet weekend. Nor do I have
to drive north to teach this week. So...
The Dropped Tack
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The Nobel Peace Prize this year went to Narges Mohammadi, 51, of Iran. She
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My mother & I were visiting a friend of hers who was living in an apartment
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In Memory of Ed Ochester, Poet & Editor, RIP
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We have asked Ed Ochester (above) to edit our Sunday poetry pages for the
next few months. Here is one of Ed's poems: March of the Penguins The
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“In spite of all the learned have said ...”
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Born in Hartford, CT in 1975, Jason Tandon is the author of four books of
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Feeding therapy FINALLY!!
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There is so much to catch up on and yet so little. I have noticed that the
last year has felt like an inward journey and so telling a story hasn’t
fe...
One year gone ...
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*Meeting Mark Mothersbaugh*
Today marks one year as editor of *Fresh Water *for me. Man-o-man, what a
ride it has been. Despite the intensity of the job, o...
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Just posting here to let anyone know (whoever is still dropping by from
time to time) that I still haven't disappeared, I've just been spending
time away f...
2015 Mini Gift Guide
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In a Landscape - The Playlist
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John Cage, “In a Landscape”
Bob Dylan, “My Back Pages”
Neil Young, “Ambulance Blues”
The Twilight Zone Theme
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Simon & Garfunkel, “Richard Co...
2 comments:
The criticism is of course fair enough, and would be brave and original as well, if delivered a hundred years ago.
The sexual charge in all Williams' poetry more or less "asks for it".
Still, this little 1916 poem has, if we may dare to use the term, "engendered" more oceans of cheap gendered critique than it probably earns.
I mean, without ponderous essays deconstructing such relatively innocuous specimens of brutal male transgression, where would sentences like this one go to find a home?
"This polemical concept of gaze, itself the product of the hyperbrave binarist stage of gynocritical thought, may have serious uses for the analysis of lyric poetry in helping to identify elements of the diegetic relations depicted..."
Well, to academic conferences I guess.
The comic attack is at once equally unfair, and much more telling, and (bonus) you don't even have to be wearing a long black coat and frowning in order to enjoy it.
YOU ASKED FOR IT
Forgive me as I stand
Over this sexually
Charged word
Monger’s ware
And ogle it.
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