|Earl the Squirrel's Rule #51|
|Earl the Squirrel's Rule #35|
All of this luscious fruit is dying on the vine.
Worse yet, many of the avenues have closed: newspapers (online or print), television, and magazines no longer show much interest in poetry. The circulation of the most successful poetry magazine adds up to about 1/400th of the English language poets in the world. Prospects are remote for us ever being able to discuss an unincluded poem with our friends, as we can a news event, favorite song, movie or television show.
"Hey, did you see the Red Wedding on 'Game of Thrones'?"
Start of conversation.
"Hey, did you read "Auditing the Heart" in Rattle or see it on Vimeo or YouTube?"
End of conversation.
Auditing The Heart (by Frank Matagrano) from Earl Gray on Vimeo.
Even stalwarts like humor and nursery rhymes are in decline.
|Earl the Squirrel's Rule #57|
Not so fast, Kowalski!
I have news that is substantially more catastrophic than anything you've read so far.
It isn't just the "Prufrocks", "Red Wheelbarrows" and "In a Station of the Metros" of today that are being ignored (assuming they're being produced). Everyone is also overlooking today's "In Flanders Fields", "High Flight" and "Trees". We have no Edgar Guests. You see, it's all poetry that has died, literary and popular (or, if you must, good and bad).
Put another way, if the Mary Olivers, Amiri Barakas and Carol Ann Duffys of this world can't give us a broadly recognized poem, good or bad, what chance is there for a Derek Alton Walcott, Seamus Heaney or Margaret Ann Griffiths?
"It seems the canaries are dead, too."