Laura Goode's Blog, page 4

I can see her, very elegant, tense, and glittering, surrounded by the light which fills the salon of the ocean liner, drinking rather too much, and laughing, and watching the men. That was how I met her, in a bar on Saint-Germain-des-Prés, she was drinking and watching, and that was why I liked her, I thought she would be fun to have fun with. That was how it began, that was all it meant to me; I am not sure now, in spite of everything, that it ever really meant more than that to me.

–James Baldwin, Giovanni's Room

I mean then words—as opposed to content. I care what the poem says, only as a poem—I am no longer interested in the exterior attitude to which the poem may well point, as signboard. That concern I have found it best to settle elsewhere…I think the poem's morality is contained as a term of its structure, and is there to be determined and nowhere else. Only craft determines the morality of a poem.

–R. Creeley, "A Note" [Nomad, Winter-Spring 1960]

Hello fans,

I know there are at least 12 of you out there, 8 of whom attended some phase of school with me.  Yes, I do remember that time.  I probably changed your name and used it in my book.  Sorry if that makes this awkward.

This site is a site of construction.  Things are being constructed.  In the meantime, here's some bathroom reading.

Good to see you too!

Laura