A door opens to me. I go in and am faced with a hundred closed doors
Antonio Porchia (Voces, 1943; translated)

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Poets, poetry and apple cider

I went to a poetry reading this week which was themed around 'back to school' -my favorite poem about teaching from Billy Collins:

Introduction To Poetry


I ask them to take a poem

and hold it up to the light

like a color slide



or press an ear against its hive.



I say drop a mouse into a poem

and watch him probe his way out,



or walk inside the poem's room

and feel the walls for a light switch.



I want them to waterski

across the surface of a poem

waving at the author's name on the shore.



But all they want to do

is tie the poem to a chair with rope

and torture a confession out of it.



They begin beating it with a hose

to find out what it really means.



Billy Collins
http://www.poemhunter.com/

audioteca de poesia contemporanea

Un recurso imaginativo y selectivo sobre las poetas modernas y contemporaneas leyendo su propia poesia (oh, si ya no estan vivos, estaran leidos por otros...) : hoy me interesa Eugenia Prado en su poema Asedios:

disfrute!

http://www.audiotecadepoesia.blogspot.com/