Tag Archives: Post-Modernism

Reading Ashbery’s “Three Poems”

Before I comment on this I’d like to emphasize a passage just read: It becomes plain that we cannot interpret everything, we must be selective, and so the tale we are telling begins little by little to leave reality behind. … Continue reading

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Jerry Lewis as Mockingbird

The Lewis character is always potentially anybody —Chris Fujiwara There is no easy way to shake that schmuck you sleep with at night. No matter how you toss and turn he’s always there. —Jerry Lewis Jerry Lewis, love him or … Continue reading

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On Not Bringing His Christmas Stocking Out of Storage

(an analogue to John Ashbery’s On His Reluctance to Take Down the Christmas Ornaments and a response to Matthew Buckley Smith’s charge that the poem doesn’t make any sense) Can you feel a sense of it A package unopened An … Continue reading

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Mondays with Pessoa: Introduction

The further I go into Fernando Pessoa’s The Book of Disquiet the more apparent it becomes that this is a book to be absorbed deeply and contemplated over time. I find myself marking nearly every page and marginal notes can … Continue reading

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Impressions of Warhol

People are always calling me a mirror and if a mirror looks into a mirror, what is there to see?—Andy Warhol, The Philosophy of Andy Warhol There are artists we come to early in life, embrace right away and absorb … Continue reading

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Class Notes: There’s no turning back…

second note for The Modern and the Postmodern with Professor Michael S. Roth Something Professor Roth said in one of this week’s videos sparked today’s note: that Jean-Jacques Rousseau, far more a diagnostician than a physician, did not believe we … Continue reading

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The Last Ism

I’ve been taking an online class through the University of Pennsylvania under the direction of Al Filreis (the voluble, passionate, brilliant, indefatigable Al Filreis) on modern and contemporary American poetry. Something he said in one of the instructional videos (along … Continue reading

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