On a semi-related side note, this reminds me of that stupid fucking Gregory Corso quote that made the tumblr rounds a few months ago. Essentially lauding him for saying that many of the women in the beat scene were institutionalized because they were unconventional women in a patriarchal culture….
Also since that roundtable went into the idea of trigger warnings and poetry readings:
Let’s talk about how a reading is a context. The people who read, the people who run the space you booked it at, the scenes that prop up those people, the people who attend it are all a part of this context….
Stupidest thing ever is this infantilization of patriarchy like, “it’s boys who do those things; a ~~real man~~~ would never be that way” no listen to me, it is not little boys who crack jokes that make up patriarchy but actual grown-ass men engaging in actual physical, systematic, structural, emotional, verbal violence against women. Patriarchy is not puberty you grow out of but a backdrop wired into the fabric of our society.
What is going to happen
Is that it’s going to rain
Rain my love
A poem not about sex
The true kind
from “The Rain” by Dorothea Lasky
when you’re writing a poem, no matter what you meant to say or do, when the leaving impulse comes, just finish your line and get the hell out of the room.
The morning / answers nothing, / yet I have asked for light. / Light like light is light.
I’m okay for a couple of hours
like a fog,
your absence erases all the details
and I can’t keep warm.