····stealing sunflower seeds—each day a little
····wet skirt—returning with the morning’s
····grown through the engine—a forgotten summer’s
····August—rain darkening in the scorched
····pulling the cricket’s thread from a summer’s
····she naps—her basket filling with the tree’s
····in and out of the firewood—Queen Anne’s
····the moon cracked by the cracked
····of the cat’s reach—the cricket sings to its lost
····every russet apple—August’s dwindling
Chard Deniord’s latest submission to the Valley News.
And my opinion as submitted to the Valley News:
After his last essay in which Chard Deniord blamed readers for poetry’s neglect, his most recent essay “Swimming in the drowned river” opts to specifically address the dazed and confused—whom he calls the “lost and intimidated” (because, you know, poetry’s 6.7% favorability rating says more about the reader.)
He forthwith veers into a defense of academia. He tells us that “the so-called ‘professional poetry bubble’ resonates more as a ‘facile‘ shibboleth” and then, without the faintest hint of irony, demolishes his own assertion with a list of largely academic publications (that have “cornered the market”) and a number of poets who, I suspect, made it on the list because Mr. Deniord networked with them in an academic setting—[cough] Dartmouth?
But not content to defend academia (which is all well and fine) he once more lays into that ugly little step-child: the self-published (and that wretched hive of scum and villainy—the Internet). He writes: “Desktop publishing and the Internet have now made it possible for anyone who wishes to publish their poems to do just that.” And in the very next sentence equates the whole unseemly business with weeds in a garden (presumably a superbly coiffed Harvard Yard).
Besides academia and those published by “professional” editors (as opposed to, his words, “amateur editors”) Deniord can’t think of a single Vermont poet. Nope. Not one. No, Sir. Not a single, solitary Vermont poet. All Mr. Deniord can do is to hope that the work of “those geniuses who are writing beautifully but secretly, like Emily Dickinson… comes to light in time” (presumably published by a “professional” editor in a glossy first edition). Then maybe Deniord will notice. (Never mind that it was a professional editor who was oblivious to Dickinson’s genius.)
But here’s a thought: My favorite discovery, when renovating a house, is an old newspaper. If I’m very, very lucky, I’ll find a poem. If our Vermont Poet Laureate really wants more readers, why not use his position to get poetry back in the Valley News? Why not? Don’t send readers off looking for semi-demi-annual poetry anthologies. Give them something with the news.
upinVermont | August 15 2016
Limited to 360 words by request of the Valley News.