as i said before, my domestic partner is working with lyn hejinian on the Grand Piano collaborative autobiography, and tonight she received her contributors copy (my girlfriend’s name is actually on page 79 of the book!!!).
when i first heard the Langpos were doing a 10 volume autobio, my first thought was that it would simply be another effort in the Langpos fetish for self-historization, BUT the book itself is actually not very voluminous, it’s an unassuming 80 pages. and quite lovely actually, each poet writing only a few pages.
the epigraph of the book is from breton:
“First of all, there was the difficulty defined under the name ‘wall of private life,’ a social barrier behind which it is understood that without some guilty indiscretion, nothing is expected to be seen.”
Even the first sentence from the first essay (by Perelman) is surprising: “I propose that we consider a basic issue facing writers: love.”
so i’ve been ov nacation (disoriented-nothing-to-structure-my-day-speak for “on vacation”). Send out like 8 submissions today to beat the Dec 1 deadline…Now, my entire manuscript and even some other poems are out in world, looking for homes.
i have just a fellowship app. due on the first, which i will finish this week, and then a grad school app not due until the 15th. I have one more draft of an essay i’m working on to do (on whitman and ethnography) and then off to my parents house on wednesday and thursday.
today, i even got to watch monday night football at the gym! i love vacation.
I am going to the post office tomorrow to send out the last of the chapbooks and they’re all gone! FOR THOSE WHO PURCHASED THE FIRST TWO CHAPBOOKS, YOU WILL GET A %20 DISCOUNT ON THE TWO CHAPBOOKS COMING OUT IN JANUARY (dont worry, they’re not by me ;)!!!!!
the phrase from the breton passage (“wall of private life”) reminds me of a line from THE RECIDIVIST MANIFESTO. for those who read the manifesto, you would have noticed that the entire thing is either quotes from other manifestos (hence, recidivist) or some kind of inversion / riff of lines from other manifestos (a typical manifesto sleight of hand — such as, “form is never more than a revolution of content”).
anyways, the passage the breton phrase reminds me is my revision of Olson’s Projective verse: he describes the non-projective as “the private-soul-at-any public-wall,” i describe the non-recidivist as “the public-soul-at-any-private-wall.”
“the public-soul-at-any-private-wall” could be a description of Langpo…the everywhere and nowhere subjectivity speaking at the private wall of language and meaning. this is a gross reduction, but hey, i’m on vacation.
here are the first two sentences from steve benson’s essay in Grand Piano:
“We were all in our late twenties or early thirties. Why was I so obsessed with epistemology at the time?”
I want to say that i know how he feels. but how do i know what i know i know?