So this is The Art of Compost and it’s a blog. Because what the world needs is another blog. It began with my prep for a course of the same name and soon took on a life of its own at plural intersections of my reading writing thinking teaching speaking feeling looking & wondering.
Into the bin go my thoughts on & misunderstandings of
- 20th & 21st C. poetry & poetics, esp. the Pound-William skein
- our political moment & the peril we are in who cherish democracy
- rhizomes, belowground networks of nourishment connection & transformation
- practices of teaching & writing, reading & sitting still
The impetus comes from Jed Rasula’s This Compost but he has neither reviewed nor approved this usage. Time for a picture of a nurse blog.
On the TED Radio Hour yesterday was a segment titled “Everything Is Connected.” Love you NPR but gotta differ. Everything connects. What I mean there is just, every object’s a subject.
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GO Chris. How fast, how slow is compost? We yet have a tomato growing from last year’s pile. I wish I had more time to dig into this treasure of smoking fascination. Too much to comprehend. Oh. boundless, endless, yes! Keep it On! Oh. OH!
Thank you my friend!
As a writer, I am heavily indebted to the teaching showcased here. Thank you, Chris, for providing me with the tools to simplify, reduce, and prune my work until the words on the page show just the tip of an iceberg.
This blog is like a trip down memory lane to some of the classes that have impacted me the most as a writer.
Really good to hear, Ryan, thank you. Yeah that iceberg. Somehow it always gets turned to a verb in my classes, as in “maybe you should iceberg that puppy.”