Anthologies are intriguing in what they reveal of the editor's passions. Robert Pinsky opens his new poetry anthology (with its long title): SINGING SCHOOL: Learning to Write (and Read) Poetry by Studying with the Masters -- with an anecdote about the great saxophonist, Dexter Gordon.
The Nation's Ange Mlinko attempted recently to revise the reputation of the late poet Adrienne Rich in a wandering gesture at literary analysis. Readers of this review may find it difficult to tell if Mlinko wishes to gingerly embrace Rich -- or kill her off with a Big Thinky Gun.
I would encourage the Occupy movement to adopt a new plank in the platform -- a new bank. De-bank and re-bank! Let's find the "radical" economists and entrepreneurs who can help make the success story of the state bank available to us all.
Let's not fool ourselves: troops firing at the range is a cold rehearsal of killing, firing at paper silhouettes -- flat, faceless representations of unnameable casualties, very many of whom will suffer agonizing deaths or agonizing lives.
I didn't know Farrah Fawcett or Joe Jackson, but there is still this insistent sense, as they each described their lives to me, of a wish to be recognized as talented and good, a wish to be taken seriously.