Kooser and Accessiblity: I broke the rules

When he was Poet Laureate, one of Ted Kooser’s main messages was accessibility. He argued that good poems should be accessible. He used the analogy of the glass bottom boat. The poem is a glass bottom boat the reader looks through or reads to enter the poem. Kooser argues putting an object on the glass or dropping an object on the surface interferes with the understanding and enjoyment of the experience. This interference can be anything from using 5 instead of five or an & instead of and.
I argue that Kooser misses an entire aspect of poetry and of art. Modernist painters learned that the picture was the illusion. Painters strived for centuries to make the painting look as “real” as possible. The frame itself, is a replica of the window frame to create the illusion of looking outside at a “real” scene. In the 19th century, painters begin to realize the picture is the illusion. The “real” is the paint on the canvas. A painting is an arrangement of lines, colors, and forms on a flat surface. This arrangement can lead to or trigger emotions, concepts, or ideas, but the reality is the paint on the canvas.
A poem is an arrangement of words and symbols on a page. How these words are arranged can lead to emotions, meanings, stories… Pound and definitely cummins realized a poem is words and symbols on a page. Sometimes dropping an object on the glass is part of the poem. The poem is about the arrangement as well as or even instead of the narrative.

The previous posts were some poems I have written over the last few years which clearly disagree with Kooser's opinon.

Poem: Gadfly

GADFLY

Gladly gadfly
Happenstance randomness
Goals unknown
No cares declared
Lives tomorrows today.

Poem: A Poem Self-Referential

A Poem
Self-referential


1 1
The first line
is itself
a one;
5 and a 5 the fifth
at five
The stanza break:
why?
a new thought?
10 or arbitrary for form?
Meter, verse, and rhythm?
word choice?
Planned or happenstance?
The theme, the subject?
15 a narrative?
ode or tribute?
lyric?
The poem itself
will conclude
20 at its volition.

Poem: To do list Today

TO DO LIST, TODAY


Nothing...

Poem: The Back of the Sock Drawer

THE BACK OF THE SOCK DRAWER

Mateless commas on the bedspread
Useless halffunctions of whatoncewas
Lost in process
Onceunits going in
Orphans coming out
Time passes
As they take up space
And eventually
Forgotten with nopurpose

Poem: Imeego

Imeego

Imeego
egomeI
Fathersonholyghost Fathersonholyghost
IChristI IChristI IChristI IChristI IChristI
meChristme
egoChristego
Godisdead
meisdead
egoisdead
Iisdead
Christisdead

Poem: I AND ME MEET SHE (cummins tribute)

I AND ME MEET SHE

when I and Me
met She
It was love at first sight for three
I and She dated
as did Me and She
and I and Me remained friends
though both loved she
Me was injured when
a car veered wide
I and She cried
when their friend died
and found the love
for I and She; and
Me and She; and
I and Me; and
I and Me and She;
could not last
without Me
so I took to drink
and lost himself
and She took men
like children with candy
as Me slowly rots
the three now alone.

Poem: Not-A

NOT-A

The not-a-telephone does not ring
The not-a-light does not glow
The not-a-freezer is not cold
The not-a-television is black
The not-a-radio is silent
Outside -
I hear birds
And the wind
And occasional voices
The not-a-engines are silent
And some seek others...
Others cower alone
And noone knows
Why everything stopped
The not-our-world is changed?

Poem: Alone

ALONE



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Poem: Me (cummins tribute)

ME


May I, said me
Of course, said we:
Me & he she & she
How can I, said me?
Be you is all, said we:
Me & he she & she
I shouldn’t have, said me
Too late, said we:
Me & he she & she
How did I, said me?
It is you, not us, said we:
Me & he she & she
I’m sorry, said me
Silence, said we:
Me & he she & she
Talk to me, said me
We don’t know, said we:
Me & he she & she
Let’s follow together, said the:
He & he she & she.

Poem: i

i
I was i (little i)
The i before I (big I)
The
awarness
i
was afraid of:
being alone;
&
rejection by family and friends;
&
failure;
&
those i thought better.
i dreamed
but was aftraid to act.
i
afraid of his flaws
but i
never afraid of tomorrow
so i became I
who is still afraid
but can accept
fear.

Poem: Me (is me)

ME
meisme is meisme
tobeme is tobemeis tobe
freetobeme freetobe
is tobefree meistobefree
meisme

Poem: Time

TIME

Time
does not function the mechanism is broken and yet -
everyone is older than before
without Time
so Timeless is not frozen but the absence of -
and Time is still there but not functioning and yet -
everyone is older than before
but there was never a without Time since -
Time was always there and did not function
because the mechanism is broken so -
Time is not age and -
Exists without time though -
Time was never without it just -
Time does not function so -
what does broken Time mean?
since time is never in absence but -
only not functioning and -
age continues to happen
happen time ageless but not less

Poem: I am Lost

I AM LSTO

Iam lsto
The ideas, the concepts
the quagmiire of too many, to sort, to understand,
of opposing views, of opposition, of destruction,
as words, written and spoken, few understood, few accepted
as most fly on past, to the past, gone before I can understand them,
as channels change, and pages turn, too quickly, too gone, too gone, too gone,
I am lost.
As I sit at my computer, writing, composing, decomposing, the words of the great,
I realize how few, and how too many the greats were, and the greats aren’t and
I start
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Iam lsto.

Poem: I Love you in Forty-One Languages

I LOVE YOU in 41 LANGUAGES

Ek het jou lief; Ohhe-buk; Nin ko nga; Chit pa de; Ngor oi ley; T’estimo; Noi makokonda; Ndimakukonda; Ik hou vanje; Mi amas vin; Mina rakastan sinus; Je t’aime; Tha gradh agam ort Ich liebe dich; Se ero Ndiinoluda, Te amo; Jag alskar dig; I Chaa di Garn; Iniibig kita; Mahal kita; Phom Rak Khun; Keyagorata; Seni seviyorum; Mi-an aap say piyar karta hun; ‘Rwy’n dy garu di; Ikh hob dikh lib; Ngiya kuthanda; I love you.

Poem: Tobacco Mosaic Virus (found poem)

Tobacco Mosaic Virus
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hylalanylasparty
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lutaminylphenylalanylseryl
glutaminylvalyltryptophylly
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lutaminylserylthreanylvalylar
ginylphenylalanylalanylprolylg
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sparginlglutaminylgutaminylserylproly
threonylthreonylalanylglutamylthreon
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Poem: Hugs And Kisses

HUGS AND KISSES

O’s and X’s
She signed the letter
Hugs and kisses
With o’s and x’s
The o
Is the mouth of the scream
(Of Edvard Munch)
Frozen in timeless hell
The x is
The eyes of the dead
The symbol of
And not or banned
Hugs and death
Screams and kisses
Or simply tic tac to
The game noone ever wins

Poem: Brand Name Narrative

BRAND NAME NARRATIVE

Match.com
AOL.com
Yahoo.com
FTD
Godiva
Red Lobster
Beringer
Absolute
AMC
Beringer
Absolute
Seily
Trojan
First Response
Pampers
Zales
Lord and Taylor
David’s Bridal
Travelocity.com
Hawaiian Air
Hilton
Chevy Venture
La Petite
Barney
NBC
Tonight's Show
Seily
Valuim

Poem: Broken Man

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Poem: A Snack (found poem)

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Milk;Cheeseculture;Salt;Enzymes;Annatto(color);Natamycin(anaturalmoldinhibitor);agedoversixtydays.
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Poem: Subtle

SUBTLE

Subtle: adj. DELICATE, ELUSIVE
( fragrance)
After we danced - she lingered - a subtle perfume - her scent on my shirt
difficult to understand or distinguish: obscure( differences in sound)
So subtle she disappeared in the mist
A subtle poem etching on my consciousness
having or marked by keen insight and ability to penetrate deeply and thoroughly ( a ~ scholar)
Insightful clear and subtle as the words with appeared on my page
highly skillful :
And sang my heart - a subtle soliloquy by a mezzo-soprano
EXPERT (a ~ craftsman)
Subtle she carved the air in her wake
cunningly made or contrived: INGENIOUS
The subtle sculpture - fine art
ARTFUL CRAFTY (a ~ rogue) 5: operating insidiously (poisons) -
As she closed the door subtle - another man on her arm

Poem Sex

Sex
Sex - to me as a man is a series of actions leading toward a goal with a goal which is the conclusion which is the climax and nothing matters except to climax to conclude to climax the rest of making love is the process toward the climax which is all that matters the end.

Poem Flower

Flower

lipsvulvavagina
flower

Ax

EX
Ex
Ax
Axed
Exed
Axxeexxa
Axeddexeexeddexa
XDDX

Shame on you, Mr. Bush

Shame on you President Bush.

President Bush said, when he vetoed the SCHIP children’s health insurance bill, that he vetoed the bill because it was too expensive and maybe some children, whose parents could afford private insurance, would instead choose the federal health insurance. Finally, he said, it would be bad for the country for the government to give those children the insurance.

First, I wonder if Mr. Bush would veto the next appropriation bill to fund the war in Iraq. After all, some of the money might go to contractors who are manipulating the books for fake and excess expenses to pad their already inflated wallets. No, the money is needed to fund the troops and the SCHIP is needed for the children.

Health care for our children is not too expensive and what is bad for the country is a child not getting health insurance.

Here in Missouri, Roy Blunt, the house minority whip is absolutely certain they can sustain the president's veto. Also Sam Graves and Kenny Hulsoff were more than content to be loyal Bushies and vote against the bill. They children are not a priority and giving them health insurance is bad for the country (Bushes own words).

Poet has first works published in Poetry Magazine

The most recent Poetry Magazine (October 2007, vol. 191, no. 1), published two works by Shail D. Patel. Patel lives in northern Indiana and the two poems are his first published works. Even staid, established publications like Poetry Magazine are publishing first time poets.

In other words, submit, submit, submit.