tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post9135597424958386504..comments2023-09-26T08:04:43.755-07:00Comments on Mark Doty: Pacific SublimeMark Dotyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04148162515300148887noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-24245672187573399602009-01-31T03:15:00.000-08:002009-01-31T03:15:00.000-08:00Now that's a beautiful phrase, 'the slow steady so...Now that's a beautiful phrase, 'the slow steady soul of the granite,' begging for its own poem... if not already done.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06280161801824435219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-37729042884560363152009-01-30T14:25:00.000-08:002009-01-30T14:25:00.000-08:00"Sharp flippers lifted"that's worth ten poems righ..."Sharp flippers lifted"<BR/><BR/>that's worth ten poems right thereSam J. Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15174947337122668561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-88898058018712897142009-01-30T11:04:00.000-08:002009-01-30T11:04:00.000-08:00Jeffers often states his preference for animal lif...Jeffers often states his preference for animal life over the trivial ways of human beings, honoring the clarity of purpose and the nobility of hawks or horses or even an English bulldog. But I think this time he goes one step further, which is to suggest that we over-value the animate -- or perhaps think that the only things that are animate are those that, like us, make use of the familiar chemical processes of organic life. Maybe it's human arrogance to think the flares of the sun aren't alive, or the slow <BR/>steady soul of the granite.Mark Dotyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04148162515300148887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-51815757165830232022009-01-30T08:05:00.000-08:002009-01-30T08:05:00.000-08:00I had a shop near the sea lion docks in SF.What a ...I had a shop near the sea lion docks in SF.<BR/>What a percolating profile...Jeffers rocks!<BR/>TKAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-57477985755914160652009-01-30T05:34:00.000-08:002009-01-30T05:34:00.000-08:00(It's not the same Times article you referred to -...(It's not the same Times article you referred to ---it's the artist Maira kalman's experience of the inauguration..)Emilie Oyenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15576648498025459759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-31540354713308689312009-01-30T05:25:00.000-08:002009-01-30T05:25:00.000-08:00You must have caught this piece in the NY Times? A...You must have caught this piece in the NY Times? Another (variation) of appreciation on your Mound of Butter!<BR/><BR/>http://kalman.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/01/29/the-inauguration-at-last/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-53538390905251080582009-01-30T03:39:00.000-08:002009-01-30T03:39:00.000-08:00I wonder about the ending too: the 'slow oxida...I wonder about the ending too: the 'slow oxidation of carbohydrate & amino acids' doesn't sound as lively as the 'rapid and furious lives in the sun' or the 'beautiful passionate bodies of living flame.' It is indeed cold like the water the seals are in, cold like science?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06280161801824435219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2755123332716147532.post-88421017945245776232009-01-29T22:53:00.000-08:002009-01-29T22:53:00.000-08:00Yes, what an odd ending for a poem that begins so ...Yes, what an odd ending for a poem that begins so lyrically. It sounds flat to my ear. The poem which was starting to open up thematically, moving from sea to sky, confounds expectations by closing in so small. I wish he would have ended the poem earlier or kept going, developing those last ideas further. The last line draws me into the science lab out of the natural world--the poet/scientist shows his hand, putting the poem together syllable by syllable, word by word as nature builds proteins.Howard C. Rubinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04218947337745698640noreply@blogger.com