tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37627577.post1946212963673056094..comments2024-02-12T16:32:03.714-08:00Comments on Book of Kells: The "I" in a PoemKelli Russell Agodon - Book of Kellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01798460634708905783noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37627577.post-20279199838121789002007-11-23T12:15:00.000-08:002007-11-23T12:15:00.000-08:00I am suspicious of generalized declarations like t...I am suspicious of generalized declarations like this, too. <BR/><BR/>Here are excerpts from two of my favorite poems that use the word in question: “I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous, or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular, but because it never forgot what it could do.” (from Famous by Naomi Shihab Nye) and “This is not an elegy because the world is full of elegies and I am tired of consoling and being consoled” (from The Bait by Jon Davis).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37627577.post-72911466366457379492007-11-17T16:37:00.000-08:002007-11-17T16:37:00.000-08:00Hooray for the I with sticky fingers, hooray for t...Hooray for the I with sticky fingers, hooray for the I that won't shut up. :)The Poet's Lizardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02281761931730577108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37627577.post-58447841016409051292007-11-15T19:09:00.000-08:002007-11-15T19:09:00.000-08:00Great post!You know, I've never understood the "I"...Great post!<BR/><BR/>You know, I've never understood the "I" problem--when I'm reading a great poem, the point of view just blends into the poem.Valerie Lovelandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11309299429765944601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37627577.post-73899986811859658892007-11-15T04:30:00.000-08:002007-11-15T04:30:00.000-08:00I loved your response. I mean, where would poetry ...I loved your response. I mean, where would poetry be without the "I?" <BR/><BR/>Poets have to develop a range, so as long as the poets experiment with other voices and forms, thtat's what keeps poetry interesting for me.Januaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13036651950996873368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37627577.post-70140277928948623512007-11-14T09:28:00.000-08:002007-11-14T09:28:00.000-08:00someone will always find something to fight about ...someone will always find something to fight about or rage against in poetry. I think it is what keeps poetry thriving, to be honest. nice post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com