In the wake of actual life, I mourn my internet life. And it pains me to type that. This is what number in the slew of ‘terrible-blogger’ apologies. But still as sincere as the rest. I should say ‘authentic,’ not ‘sincere’. I’ve been talking recently about Lionel Trilling’s conception of these terms in Sincerity and Authenticity and it has made me wary of them.
But I am sorry. Great things have happened: ILK’s second issue came storming into the world and I am so so so in love with it. A massive thanks to everyone who submitted and said nice things and helped.
In a few days it will be NAPentines Day, and the new Greg Sherl edited issue of NAP will be upon the world, and include some collaborative found poems I helped to make. Some poems I wrote are also forthcoming in Salt Hill and H_NGM_N– two places I could not be more stoked to be making a home in.
And yes, I did finish applying for MFA programmes. There has been some news, but April is the largest month for that decision.
OH! And now sometimes I learn about Demonology. Which is much more fun than my current degree. Apart from all the Black Mountain reading I’ve been doing. And I l learnt this really cool thing about mountains: before the rise of the Sublime ideal, mountains were not thought beautiful but rather as a result of the Fall: when humankind had been in Eden and everything perfect, the Earth had been perfectly round. Mountains demonstrated the rupture and were thus thought ugly/ a bit evil. But Sublimity happened (thanks Kant, thanks Burke) and now mountains generally = awesome.