tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post2272851402859187712..comments2023-10-03T11:41:21.191+01:00Comments on The Truth About Lies: Fact: an introduction to the poem poems of Glenn IngersollJim Murdochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post-41183253819472091882013-04-08T23:04:34.538+01:002013-04-08T23:04:34.538+01:00Not at all puzzled, just different approaches and ...Not at all puzzled, just different approaches and that's fully fine with me :) horses for courses etcMarion McCreadyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04657757253873577465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post-91811915926278534012013-04-08T10:51:41.635+01:002013-04-08T10:51:41.635+01:00I can’t imagine not wanting to write about writing...I can’t imagine not wanting to write about writing, <b>Marion</b>. It’s who we are and which of us doesn’t want to understand more? We take so much for granted but, seriously, what happens when someone reads a poem? You must be so puzzled with me. Why can’t Jim connect with my poems the way I can? It’s like the assumption that as soon as you use ‘I’ in a poem it has to be autobiographical. I’ve a draft sitting on the table beside my desk in my office just now provisionally called ‘Transference’ in which I explore (or try to explore—it’s not really working) when the ‘I’ in the poem becomes the ‘I’ who is reading the poem. I’ve probably got enough written now for a chapbook so maybe I’ll get round to that in a couple of years. Mine will be much bigger than Glenn’s though. Cute it may well be but too small for me.<br /><br>Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post-45575516628963875092013-04-07T19:48:16.597+01:002013-04-07T19:48:16.597+01:00Good review, Jim. I don't I've ever writte...Good review, Jim. I don't I've ever written a poem about poetry though I enjoy your self-referential ones and I especially like WS Graham's self-aware poems. The idea of the mini poetry collection appeals to me, I like the title too! Will check it out.Marion McCreadyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04657757253873577465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post-43157624270154838422013-04-03T09:59:09.093+01:002013-04-03T09:59:09.093+01:00People will be squabbling over what a poem is (or ...People will be squabbling over what a poem is (or should be) as well as what a novel is (or should be) for a long time to come, <b>Wolf</b> not that I think that either has much new left in them; by now if it can be done it has been done. Definitions change. A novella, for example, used to be regarded as not only a short novel but a <i>light</i> novel, not as serious a novel and that’s pretty much vanished now. As far as line breaks in poem a few years back I seriously considered reformatting all my poems to remove the line breaks and also simply calling what I produced ‘writing’ irrespective of it length. A part of me would still like to if I didn’t feel that I’d have to explain all the time the whys and the wherefores. The Australian writer Gerald Murnane doesn’t call his book-length works ‘novels’ for example. He prefers the term ‘true fiction’ which, of course, always needs clarification unless you’re very familiar with his style of writing.<br /><br>Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327348657265652781.post-14019541925340938912013-04-03T06:38:43.450+01:002013-04-03T06:38:43.450+01:00Sometimes I just throw up my hands and think that ...Sometimes I just throw up my hands and think that a poem is anything with line breaks, in the way a novel is anything over 120 pages. <br /><br />Loved the number ten blade. Wolf Pascoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09458334612341181142noreply@blogger.com