New e-chaps up at Scantily Clad Press. Great new work from myself and some friends: Tyler Flynn Dorholt, Russell Jaffe, Kristen Orser, Tony Trigilio, Daniela Olszewska, Brooklyn Copeland, and Chris Martin. There's a lot more on there, too! So, check it out.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Scantily Clad Press...
New e-chaps up at Scantily Clad Press. Great new work from myself and some friends: Tyler Flynn Dorholt, Russell Jaffe, Kristen Orser, Tony Trigilio, Daniela Olszewska, Brooklyn Copeland, and Chris Martin. There's a lot more on there, too! So, check it out.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Endnotes
[1] Trinity Commons, Studio on the Square, the Paradiso.
[1] Only one bulb lit our way.
[1] a copper colored truck
[1] behind darkest black
[1] and shortest short
[1] the tightest tight white
[1] smooth. tingle. polish. maneuver.
[1] Just something you say at a wedding.
[1] Rocky Road. I am the clown with sugar.
[1] On the corner – I got lost everytime.
[1] All the way up.
[1] Out of the bearded barley.
[1] 10pm on school nights. Midnight on weekends.
[1] On the telephone.
[1] As not to be seen.
[1] Like a hyena.
[1] Or so it seemed.
[1] Scribbling is the best way to communicate.
[1] On the way to meet up with friends, I wanted to be alone.
[1] I know a place
[1] where I can go when I’m alone.
[1] At the table
[1] in tongues
[1] the way towards
[1] away from you.
[1] It Beats 4 U
[1] my cup is full.
[1] In the knees.
[1] With a dent on the tailgate.
[1] Sign O’ the times.
[1] Spikes and dust.
[1] Also my initials.
[1] Man without fear.
[1] Destroying literary figures.
[1] The earth will explode from the inside out.
[1] Tyrannosaurus
[1] in a cage. In a diaper. In the car.
[1] I am a lonely painter. I live in a box of paints.
[1] You need a guardian.
[1] Tighter tighter tighter squeeze.
[1] Songs about girls and boys.
[1] Where we always sit.
[1] And unmade beds
[1] And it was written.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Benjamin and Anne
in Comparison with Mike Nichols’ 1967 film The Graduate
1967 saw many films that broke the mold of what was going on in that medium at the time. As Entertainment Weekly columnist Mark Harris states in his article “Here’s to You Mrs. Robinson”:
Half of the Best Picture nominees of
1967 seemed to be sneering at the other
half: The values of Guess Who’s Coming
to Dinner were trashed by The Graduate;
the hopes expressed by In the Heat of the
by Bonnie and Clyde. And Doctor Doolittle
musical.
(Harris, 39).
In the Heat of the Night may have won Best Picture that year, but it was The Graduate that still stands out as the film that defined that era. In The Graduate, the first moments of the film

I lived in a graveyard full of dolls,
avoiding myself,
a prison cell.
I was the exile
Sexton is describing the same feeling that the audience sees when Benjamin is floating in the pool, alone. Sexton, at age six, felt the impending doom that faced her in her years that were to come between girlhood and womanhood. Much like the same feeling that is seen in Benjamin’s face, as he floats in the stages between boy and man:
Ben: I’m just…
Mr. Braddock: …worried?
Ben: Well…
Mr. Braddock: About what?
Ben: I guess about my future.
Mr. Braddock: What about it?
Ben: I don’t know. I want it to be…
Mr. Braddock: …to be what?
Ben: …Different.
As Benjamin is about to encounter his next step, Sexton describes just a small piece of her journey: “I knew that if I waited among shoes / I was sure to outgrow them” she says in
would run over my mother’s like a truck
and that all that would remain
from the year I was six
was a small hole in my heart, a deaf spot,
so that I might hear
the unsaid more clearly.

but a kind of hunger.
What good are my questions
in this hierarchy of death
where the earth and the stones go
Dinn! Dinn! Dinn!
It is hardly a feast.
It is my stomach that makes me suffer.
Sexton’s reflection on her illness resulted in the ability to pinpoint and show the source of the depression as being balanced in the symbol of her stomach. Many different examples could have been used for such a feeling, but she chose the sensation of hunger and the destination of hunger is in the stomach. Sexton extends the metaphor in “Flee On Your Donkey” with the line “Turn, my hungers!” She opens the idea of hunger to include her desires and need for other things on many levels. This feeling is aching inside and she removes the sensation within her mind and isolates it in the stomach as the center of her pain (Kendall). Among her many hungers was her hunger for death. Her tendency towards death is similar to the need for food. In “Wanting to Die” death is ordinary and natural. She speaks of suicide as having “a special language.” She has gone through life, and though she understands its appeal, she has a desire like hunger towards exploring death:
I walk in clothing, unmarked by that voyage.
Then the almost unnamable lust returns.
Even then I have nothing against life.
I know well the grass blades you mention,
the furniture you have placed under the sun.
She is well aware of what life has to offer and she has even enjoyed it, but she is naturally drawn to the idea of death; but not just any death, a suicide. In “Suicide Note” she repeats “Oh my hunger! My hunger!” She writes, “once upon a time my hunger was for Jesus.” These hungers haunt her at every turn and placing them in the stomach renders her Similar to Anne Sexton’s placement of the body is Mike Nichols’ camerawork that causes attention to where Benjamin’s body is placed on screen. The Graduate opens with a close-up shot of Benjamin’s face. The isolation of this shot makes him look alone – almost a disembodied floating head. The camera then pulls back and reveals that he is really on a plane full of people. He sits with an expressionless blank face. He is then seen on the automated walkway as the opening credits roll on the screen. Simon and Garfunkel’s song “The Sounds of Silence” plays:

ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
people hearing without listening.
People writing songs that voices never shared,
no one dared disturb the sound of silence.
These lyrics provide a haunting backdrop to the expressionless face of Benjamin. This song is
Towards the end of the film when Benjamin is running, he is being shot with a long telephoto lens, which foreshortens distances in relation to the camera. This effect makes him look as if he is getting nowhere. Traditionally in film, things move from the left side of the screen to the right, as not to jar the eye of the viewer The left to right progression on film is the natural way of viewing images, much like the eye reads words across the page. In Live or Die Sexton is able to utilize this natural progression across the page giving the reader a straightforward visual presentation on the page – an obvious difference between the written word and film. Sexton is able to use this natural left to right progression to allow the subject matter to form in a natural way for the reader. The space
In Live or Die’s opening poem, “And One For My Dame,” Sexton reveals her father as a “born salesman” and “born talker.” She writes of how her father could not separate the business from the personal:
A born salesman,
my father made all his dough
by selling wool to Fieldcrest, Woolrich and Faribo.
A born talker,
he could sell one hundred wet-down bales
of that white stuff. He could clock the miles and sales
and make it pay.
At home each sentence he would utter
had first pleased the buyer who’d paid him off in butter.
These three opening stanzas convey a level of disdain for the way her father speaks and what he does for a living. The poem hints at a struggle to reconcile art and commerce – the need for employment to live and having The Graduate has a moment just like this in what has become one of the most memorable lines in film history: “Plastics.” In the graduation party scene, Benjamin is reluctant to becoming attached and affected by the situation. A family friend, Mr. McGuire, then approaches him:

Ben: Yes sir.
Mr. McGuire: Are you listening?
Ben: Yes I am.
Mr. McGuire: ‘Plastics.’
Ben: Exactly how do you mean?
Mr. McGuire: There’s a great future in plastics. Think about it. Will you think about it?
Ben: Yes I will.
Mr. McGuire: Shh! Enough said. That’s a deal.
Benjamin, unable to tolerate any more of the constant pestering and advice, decides to retreat to his room to be alone. He is unable to attach himself to the values of his upper middle class family and the expectations that surround him. As he retreats to his room, the party guests look through his yearbook and list his accomplishments. Without the listing of accomplishments, the audience would not understand Benjamin’s past in college life. He was involved in a variety of clubs and the head of many teams. As far as anyone can tell, Benjamin is burnt out and lost. He has had success in college and felt the pressure of expectations, however the audience is unaware of whether or not he had passion at one point. He moves through his affair with Mrs. Robinson like a robot – emotionless and blank (telling Mr. Robinson at one point, “It didn’t mean anything. We might just as well have been shaking hands”).
Towards the end of the film, we see the first glimpse of his passion, as he breaks up the wedding of Mrs. Robinson’s daughter, Elaine. But what is the object of his passion? Elaine? It is merely the pursuit of Elaine. She is something other than what he has. He is not in love with Elaine; he is in love with the idea of Elaine. As Sexton describes in “Man and Wife,” Benjamin and Elaine are simply:
soiled by the same sweat and the drunkard’s dream.
As it is they can only hang on,
their red claws wound like bracelets
around the same limb.
Even their song is not a sure thing.
It is not a language;
it is a kind of breathing.
They are two asthmatics
whose breath sobs in and out
through a small fuzzy pipe.
As Benjamin and Elaine board the bus, their excitement begins to dissipate and they are left with faces that show the imminent doom that they will soon one day become just like their parents. Their victory is in vain and they are traveling towards a vague and ominous future. They gather their breath and their breathing becomes less in relief and more about panic and their looks turn to puzzled. The film ends with Simon and Garfunkel’s “Sounds of Silence” playing again.As Anne Sexton wraps up Live or Die with the poem, “Live,” she makes a choice to choose live in an answer to her own “live or die” question. She states, “live or die, but don’t poison everything…” She is saying, “make a choice.” Benjamin never made a real decision; he ran away and was left with slim options. Sexton claims, “death’s been here / for a long time” and it has not only been a part of her life, but also the main focus of her work on the page. As much as she wishes she could die, she just cannot, not at the time of Live or Die anyway. She has tried to “poison everything,” but “the poison just didn’t take.” The end of Live or Die shows readers an optimistic take on melancholy: “I say Live, Live because of the sun, / the dream, the excitable gift.” Anne’s circumstances are different than that of Benjamin’s, but they both had decisions to make. The reader gets the benefit of reading the rest of Sexton’s work after Live or Die to explore the further development of thought after this book; however the audience’s last glimpse of Benjamin Braddock on screen is of him and Elaine, slowly moving, alone on a bus to nowhere.
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Works Cited
Dirks, Tim. “The Graduate (1967).” Greatest Films. 1996. March 12 2008
Harris, Mark. “Here’s to You, Mrs. Robinson.” Entertainment Weekly February 15 2008: 34-40.
Kendall, Charity. “Anne Sexton-Making More of One's Own Life through the Creation of Metaphor.” Journal of Evolutionary Psychology 26.1-2 (2005): 87+. Questia. 12 Mar. 2008
Nichols, Mike, dir. The Graduate. 1967. Metro Goldwyn Meyer, 1967.
Sexton, Anne. The Complete Poems. Boston: Houghton Mifflin Company, 1999.
---. No Evil Star. Ann Arbor: University of Michigan Press, 1985.
Sexton, Linda Gray and Lois Ames, eds. Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters. Boston: Houghton Mifflin Company, 1977.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
ABC

Amaranth is something you listed on your list of flowers
because I found the list I
called it a found poem, nothing more to
do, but
eat the plants, eat the
flowers, and eat their roots
grounded in soil.
Here, we’d be nothing but
idiots, mouths full of
junipers
kicking the dirt
loose from out shoes creating
mountains from the filth,
not clean, not different, not
originally what we
planned. We never reached
quorum, but we did it anyway.
Returned to mudpies &
sidewalk kitchens
to wasted time
undecided about where to go next & I’m
vexed by your
willingness to go on like this anything.
X always equals something
You and me. We smell. We smell like a
zoo.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Homily

it's in this one
the one where I can't get ahold of Jeff Bridges
he's on the set of a movie and can't be reached
I need him for a recommendation for a job
a job at the fitness center
it's in this one somewhere
I can't seem to even locate his contact info
contact info for Jeff Bridges
he's on the set of a movie and I can't reach him
O if I wake up crying in the dead of night
just look to me, then look away look away
roll and flop back over, flop like a whale
a whale in the ocean
Wish we could stand back to back
me and Jeff Bridges and take
take 25 steps then turn and fire
fire away fire away


