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“I’m not going to get into the ring with Tolstoy.” - Ernest Hemingway

September 25th, 2006


Einstein’s great work was over well before he was 40. Photos from that time show him as a nattily dressed young professor, though we’re more familiar with the image of the old Einstein — the benign and unkempt sage of poster and T-shirt. But Einstein didn’t rest on his laurels in old age: he worked till his dying day seeking a unified theory of nature’s forces. At that time it was, we now realize, a premature quest which was doomed from the start. Cynics have said that Einstein might as well have gone fishing from 1920 onwards. Although there’s something rather noble about the way he persevered in his attempts to reach far beyond his grasp, in some respects the Einstein cult sends the wrong signal. It unduly exalts ‘armchair theory,’ which by itself would achieve little. We’re no wiser than Aristotle was, and the advance of science stems mainly from new technology and new instruments  in symbiosis, of course, with theory and insight.”
 
 - Martin Rees
 


San Sepolcro
Jorie Graham
 
In this blue light
     I can take you there,
snow having made me
     a world of bone
seen through to. This
     is my house,
my section of Etruscan
     wall, my neighbor’s
lemon trees, and, just below
     the lower church,
the airplane factory.
     A rooster
crows all day from mist
     outside the walls.
There’s milk on the air,
     ice on the oily
lemonskins. How clean
     the mind is,
holy grave. It is this girl
     by Piero
della Francesca, unbuttoning
     her blue dress,
her mantle of weather,
     to go into
labor. Come, we can go in.
     It is before
the birth of god. No one
     has risen yet
to the museums, to the assembly
     line bodies
and wings to the open air
     market. This is
what the living do: go in.
     It’s a long way.
And the dress keeps opening
     from eternity
to privacy, quickening.
     Inside, at the heart,
is tragedy, the present moment
     forever stillborn,
but going in, each breath
     is a button
coming undone, something terribly
     nimble-fingered
finding all of the stops.
 

 
E-Verse News:
 
The long-awaited E-Verse Radio website/blog is up and running at www.everseradio.com. You can read recent installments and make comments, which I can include in future e-mails. I will also be adding recommended books pages and other fun things in time. As with all else, patience.
 

 
single reader sends in “Top Five Ways to Learn a Lot About Your Date Quickly”:
 
1. Synonym test (Homer, Simpson or the Greek poet; Lennon/Lenin, John or Vladimir?)
2. Stop in a book store
3. Stop in a record store
4. Order ice cream (do they only like vanilla? Do you have the same favorite? Are they bold and willing to take chances like ordering rum raisin)
5. Go to a bar and only order a glass of water and then wait to see what they order
 


Unbelievable But Real Film Title of the Week:
 
Pagan Gladiators, The (1982)
 

 
The Academy of American Poets offers their list of the most popular contemporary poets”:
 
1. Maya Angelou
2. Donald Hall
3. Billy Collins
4. Louise Glück
5. Sharon Olds
6. Nikki Giovanni
7. Mary Oliver
8. Ted Kooser
9. Adrienne Rich
10. Richard Wilbur
 

And the hall of famers:
 
1. William Shakespeare
2. Langston Hughes
3. Maya Angelou
4. E. E. Cummings
5. Robert Frost
6. Emily Dickinson
7. W. H. Auden
8. Walt Whitman
9. Sylvia Plath
10. William Carlos Williams
11. Dylan Thomas
12. Donald Hall
13. Pablo Neruda
14. Robert Creeley
15. Czeslaw Milosz
16. Billy Collins
17. T. S. Eliot
18. Elizabeth Bishop
19. Louise Glück
20. Sharon Olds
 
 
Comments are welcome, as always. Now you can visit www.everseradio.com (once this e-mail is posted there) and opine to your heart’s content.
 

 
A reader sends in an office share available in downtown Manhattan, $500/month:

We are a small non-profit dance company with a lovely office in the financial district a block from the intersection of Broadway and Nassau. The office has a high ceiling with lots of natural light, and is located right on top of the Broadway/Nassau/Fulton street stop on the 2/3/4/5/A/C/J/M/Z trains, and only a few blocks from the N/R, 6 and E trains. We are looking for another organization to share the space with us. We have enough space for one desk, with some storage space. We can provide a computer that is networked to a printer and the internet, or you can provide your own. Your rent would be $500/month. For more information, please contact Jen at 212-233-0330 or rjdinfo@verizon.net.


 
Invaluable Fact of the Week:

The average speed of Heinz ketchup leaving the bottle is 25 miles per year.



Readers write in with more on albums named after states:

“Illinois, by Sufjan Stevens. Sure he’s a young guy, but this album is fantastic.”


Another:

“Come on man, at least something in the last 15 or 20 years! What about ‘Come on Feel the Illinoise!’ by Sufjan Stevens? It’s so good to have E-Verse again! Where else was I going to embarrass myself by pretending to know stuff?”



An Alaskan E-Verser (not the only one!) writes in on last week’s Town of the Week, Chicken Alaska:

“And if you keep driving through Chicken and over the pass, closed in winter, you come to Eagle, Alaska. If you are still hungry you can fly to King Salmon or Beaver . . . And we have a few others. For instance, you can drive through Cold Foot, AK on your way to Dead horse . . . And let’s not forget little Eek, AK!


On the “fact of the week” about the pound sign:

It should have read: The pound sign # is called “an octothorpe” rather than “anoctothorpe”. Minor typo, and all apologies follow.



A reader sends in some fun author photos:

http://ilx.wh3rd..net/thread.php?msgid=5605023



Read three more of my sonnets in the new issue of Unpleasant Event Schedule:

http://unpleasanteventschedule.com/


And here is a sneak preview of one of my sonnets coming up in The New Republic, for those who don’t subscribe:
 
 
Calavera for a Friend
Ernest Hilbert

When your heart is scorched out, the unruly world
Will seal around you as a dark ocean
Behind a ship at dusk—the wake will fade
And spread wider, until fully unfurled.
Love reserved for you will slacken. Your portion
Of commerce ends with the last deal you made.
A stranger will take your job, buy your home,
Maybe wear your shirts and shoes, and the books
You cherished will be thumbed by new readers.
Young tourists will roam everywhere you roamed.
Some small items might remain, artifacts,
Footnotes, fingerprints, cuff links, little anchors,
Small burrs that cling: initials carved in a tree,
Your name inscribed where no one will see. 


This week’s town you really have to visit:

Chocolate Bayou, Texas



I was pleasantly surprised to find someone had used one of my phrases as an epigraph (I just wish it were a more interesting quote):
 
http://www.mezzocammin.com/iambic.php?vol=2006&iss=1&cat=poetry&page=taylor



Check out the new issue of the cool online magazine Drunken Boat:

http://www.drunkenboat.com/


 
A reader writes in with a request:

“Does anyone have any amusing or inspiring anecdotes relating to stress and anxiety, particularly with reference to revision and examinations? I would be particularly interested in any stories about famous figures who suffered from great stress/anxiety and overcame it or turned it to their advantage.”



E-Verse collective noun of the week:

A wisp of snipe



E-Verse Radio ain’t getting in the ring with Tolstoy, either. It is a regular weekly column of literary, publishing, and arts information and opinion that has gone out since 1999. It is brought to you by ERNEST HILBERT and currently enjoys over 1,300 readers. If you wish to submit lists or other comments, please use the same capitalization, punctuation, and grammar you would for anything else intended for publication. Please send top five lists, bad movie titles, limericks, facts, comments, and new readers along whenever you like; simply click reply and I’ll get back to you.

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The Visionaries Behind E-Verse Radio

September 24th, 2006

Ernest HilbertHost Ernest Hilbert is the editor of the Contemporary Poetry Review. His poetry has appeared in The New Republic, American Poet, The New Criterion, American Literary Review, Boston Review, American Poetry Review, LIT, McSweeney’s, American Scholar, Verse, Volt, and Fence.

His collection Sixty Sonnets will be issued by Red Hen Press in autumn 2008. He writes for a variety of publications, including The New York Sun, Scribner’s American Writers series, and the Academy of American Poets. He is an editor at the recently-launched Contemporary Poetry Review Press, based at West Chester University’s Poetry House. The press publishes the annual Donald Justice Poetry Award-winning book as well as anthologies and essay collections. Hilbert is currently assembling a book on the life and career of Anthony Hecht.

Former JobsHilbert received his doctorate in English Literature from Oxford University, where he earlier completed a Master’s Degree and founded the Oxford Quarterly. While there, he studied with James Fenton and Jon Stallworthy. He was the poetry editor for Random House’s magazine Bold Type for several years and later edited the magazine nowCulture. He works as a rare book dealer and lives in Philadelphia with his wife, a classical archaeologist.

He created E-Verse Radio in the summer of 1999 as a regular means of harassment for friends, enemies, and fellow readers. It currently enjoys over 1,500 very smart but quite unruly members. Members include Pulitzer Prize-winning authors, truck drivers, MIT professors, and stunt men. You may send electronic mail to E-Verse Radio at everse @ everseradio.com.

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Webmaster and general guru Jason Christopher Hartley is author of the best-selling Iraq War memoir Just Another Soldier, published by HarperCollins. He has been featured on NPR, the News Hour, and many other news shows.
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“Would it kill you to read a *&#%$@& book?”

“The cynics are right nine times out of ten.” - Henry Louis Mencken

September 18th, 2006

“The injustice of it all. ‘I’ve seen the Stones many times,’ complained Joey Kramer, drummer for Aerosmith, a few years ago. ‘I don’t feel they play as good as we do. You’ve got one hard-working guy out there and the rest of them are kind of doing their thing.’ He could be speaking for members of Guns N’ Roses, or Black Sabbath, or Red Hot Chili Peppers, or any number of durable rock groups that have made a substantial mark over the decades. They continue to play their guts out, yet what are people interested in? Keith Richards falling out of a tree. Paul McCartney now looks like an old lady, Bob Dylan resembles one of those unfortunates who line up at the Scott Mission, and Mick Jagger looks like his face has not so much aged as congealed, yet they remain irreplaceable icons. What would you rather tell your friends - that you had lunch with Mick Jagger or Joey Kramer? Will we never shake off this damned legacy of the 1960s?”
- Philip Marchand


Asking for My Younger Brother
Franz Wright

    Reno, Nevada

I never did find you.
I later heard how you’d wandered the streets
for weeks, washing dishes before you got fired;
taking occasional meals at the Salvation Army
with the other diagnosed. How on one particular night
you won four hundred dollars at cards:
how some men followed you and beat you up,
leaving you unconscious in an alley
where you were wakened by police
and arrested for vagrancy, for being tired
of getting beaten up at home.
I’d dreamed you were dead,
and started to cry.
I couldn’t exactly phone Dad.
I bought a pint of bourbon
and asked for you all afternoon in a blizzard.
In Hell
Dante had words with the dead,
although
they had no bodies
and he could not touch them, nor they him.
A man behind the ticket counter
in the Greyhound terminal
pointed to one of the empty seats, where
someone who looked like me sometimes sat down
among the people waiting to depart.
I don’t know why I write this.
With it comes the irrepressible desire
to write nothing, to remember nothing;
there is even the desire
to walk out in some field and bury it
along with all my other so-called
poems, which help no one—
where each word will blur
into earth finally,
where the mind that voiced them
and the hand that took them down will.
So what. I left
the bus fare back
to Sacramento with this man,
and asked him
to give it to you.


A single reader sends in “top five things you can learn about your blind date by taking him/her to an ice cream parlor”:

1. If they order vanilla: boring
2. If they order triple chocolate brownie with extra chocolate sauce: will never be satisfied
3. If they order rum raisin: totally on the edge!
4. If they order okra ice cream: proceed with caution
5. If they spend 20 minutes licking their cone: take them home with you. Now.


Unbelievable But Real Film Title of the Week:
Mod, Mod Miniskirt, The (1969)


Check out the new issue of the Contemporary Poetry Review. It includes my interview with poet Franz Wright:

For those who did not know, I became the editor of the Contemporary Poetry Review on January 1st of this year. Here are some of my recent quarterly editorials:

http://www.cprw.com/Hilbert/editorial1.htm

http://www.cprw.com/Hilbert/editorial2.htm

http://www.cprw.com/Hilbert/editorial3.htm


Invaluable Fact of the Week:
Neil Armstrong first stepped on the moon with his left foot.


This week’s town you really have to visit:
Chicken, Alaska


An E-Verser announces his new novel:
My first novel to see the light of day, Existential Exodus, has been released. You can either go to your favorite bookstore to order it, or order it on line from Amazon.com or Barnes & Noble.com. In case you need it, the ISBN # is 1-4137-9246-4. In addition, many bookstores carry it, including Montclair Book Center, Watchung Booksellers (Montclair), Book World (West Caldwell) and St. Mark’s Bookshop in the East Village of NYC.
Press release: PublishAmerica is proud to present Existential Exodus by Verona, New Jersey’s Paul Grenert. Existential Exodus is the story of Henry, a drug addict who flees New York in order to break his addiction. He arrives in Jamaica where he falls in love with Iris and together they launch a search for a better life. This brings them to the Rastafarian hills, the Amish country, an Indian reservation, Spain, and finally Italy, where they settle happily, enamored of the more laid-back lifestyle, the warm people and the great art. There they pursue their respective arts, no longer hoping for an alien spaceship to take them away. Paul Grenert has written short stories and poetry that has appeared in several magazines. He has also written screenplays. Existential Exodus is his first novel to be published. Grenert graduated from NYU, and has lived in London, New York City and Charlottesville, Virginia. He currently lives in New Jersey with his wife Manuela and two cats, Lulu and Lux.


E-Verse collective noun of the week:
A wolf pack of submarines


Cool site allows you to paint like Jackson Pollock (highly recommended time-waster):
http://jacksonpollock.org/


E-Verse Radio tries hard not to be cynical. It is a regular weekly column of literary, publishing, and arts information and opinion that has gone out since 1999. It is brought to you by ERNEST HILBERT and currently enjoys over 1,300 readers. If you wish to submit lists or other comments, please use the same capitalization, punctuation, and grammar you would for anything else intended for publication. Please send top five lists, bad movie titles, limericks, facts, comments, and new readers along whenever you like; simply click reply and I’ll get back to you.

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“Happiness is good health and a bad memory.” - Ingrid Bergman

September 12th, 2006


“The study of social mobility is finally coming in from the cold (or at least from the Frigidaire of university sociology departments). A couple of years ago three of America’s leading newspapers the New York Times, the Wall Street Journal, and the Los Angeles Times all published, almost simultaneously, multi-part series on social mobility. All three papers focused on the same problem: Why is the American dream of limitless upward mobility fading? Why are people finding it harder to climb the social ladder? And why are so many people ending up on the same rung as their parents (or even several rungs lower down)? The assumption behind all this newsprint was that the natural state of a highly advanced society is a fluid and mobile one. This essay tries to look at social mobility from the other end of the telescope. It looks back to an Anglo-American world where people started off with the opposite assumption from that of today’s journalists: not that we should be surprised that people follow their parents into their jobs but that we should accept that as the natural state of affairs.”
- Adrian Wooldridge

Olympia
Henri Cole
Tired, hungry, hot, I climbed the steep slope
to town, a sultry, watery place, crawling with insects
and birds.
In the semidarkness of the mountain,
small things loomed large: a donkey urinating on a palm;
a salt-and-saliva-stained boy riding on his mother’s back;
a shy roaming black Adam. I was walking on an edge.
The moments fused into one crystalline rock,
like ice in a champagne bucket. Time was plunging forward,
like dolphins scissoring open water or like me,
following Jenny’s flippers down to see the coral reef,
where the color of sand, sea and sky merged,
and it was as if that was all God wanted:
not a wife, a house or a position,
but a self, like a needle, pushing in a vein.

Top Five Albums Named After Cities or States:
1. New York by Lou Reed
2. Nebraska by Bruce Springsteen
3. California by Wilson Philips
4. Oklahoma? (original cast recording)
5. Boston by Boston
Bonus: New Jersey by Bon Jovi

Unbelievable But Real Film Title of the Week:
Feelin’ Your First One (1983)

Two E-Versers, Jake Berry and Jack Foley, send in their correspondence about Michael Palmer winning the $100,000 Academy of American Poets prize:
JAKE: The only problem I have with this is the size of the award. Why give a single poet $100,000 when you could give 20 poets $5,000 or a small press publisher $100,000 and let them publish 20 books by 20 different poets? On top of that it looks like this guy has won every award already. Why not spread it around a bit? And it’s the same group that keeps getting every honor-poet laureate, etc. It works that way here on the state level. Word came down to me that there was no point in my even applying for a grant in poetry since I was not part of the group, most of them academics. Though apparently Hank Lazer is also excluded. I hope Palmer is a good poet. I don’t know his work. But they do need to cast a wider net.

JACK: Ah, but they don’t want to cast a wider net. Michael Palmer, even more than Charles Bernstein, is what happened to the language movement when it became respectable. He publishes with New Directions. People who don’t “like” language poetry “like” his work. Though Michael worked for many years with the dancer Margaret Jenkins, his poetry (unlike the poetry of his friend Jerome Rothenberg) represents experimentalism as writing rather than as performance. He says of the page in “Pre-Petrarchan Sonnet,” “We are nowhere else.” Writers associated with Talisman (Leonard Schwartz, for example) admire him tremendously. I have a few remarks about Michael in my piece on Ishmael Reed in my book, Foley’s Books, p. 29 ff. Michael was friends with Robert Duncan and wrote the introduction to the new edition of Ground Work. The introduction doesn’t even mention Duncan’s insistence on Ground Work I’s mirroring his typescript–a fact that makes the book look very strange. Palmer certainly knew what Duncan had done; he evidently didn’t think it was important enough to mention. As for myself, I think it’s a fact of considerable significance: it’s a literal working out of Olson’s insistence on the typewriter as a “score” for poetry, and it points to the tension between writing and speech which is everywhere present in Duncan. For years, Michael Palmer was more or less associated with Leslie Scalapino: you would see them at readings together. Michael’s career took off in a way that Leslie’s never did, though she has her admirers. I think it’s significant that Palmer isn’t in the Pound tradition. Robert Hass’s remarks about Michael being the most important experimental writer of his generation “and perhaps of the last several generations” are a subtle way of discrediting both Duncan and Olson–not to mention far less well-known people like Ronald Johnson or Jackson MacLow (or Ivan Arguelles and Philip Lamantia, for that matter, or the whole of the language group). Hass is implicitly saying, “You don’t have to read them: read Palmer.” Palmer is certainly a good poet, but you can’t help feeling that he’s being used. And for $100,000 who would object to a little use?


Invaluable Fact of the Week:
The pound sign # is called an octothorpe.

A reader on the top five “tour de Force performances in 1980s cinema:”
“I seem to remember that there were some women and people of color in cinema in the 1980s. Wasn’t one of them named ‘Streep’ or something? Or am I just stoned?”
Another:
“The 1980s tour de force list leads to all kinds of associations but for me, this, especially: Bob Hoskins in Mona Lisa, (thanks for that one, so brilliant), leads me to Bob Hoskins (alas, 1978) in Pennies From Heaven (and, ok, TV) which leads to Michael Gambon in Singing Detective (ok, also filmed for TV but talk about tour de force). Oh, and then, I hate to admit, there’s Michael Douglas in Wall Street and Dustin Hoffman in Rain Man. And now I feel guilty not nominating a woman! Ah, thanks, that was better than a coffee break.”

This week’s town you really have to visit:
Koopa, Colorado

Read my interview with poet, critic, and editor David Yezzi:

http://www.cortlandreview.com/issue/32/yezzi_i.html?ref=home

While I was away from E-Verse, I managed to edit the entire summer issue of the Cortland Review:

For his part, Yezzi, accompanied by Hilton Kramer, interviewed the director of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Philippe de Montebello:


E-Verse collective noun of the week:
A trip of goats

An E-Verser announces his new book of poems:

E-Verse Radio wishes it was in Koopa, Colorado today. It is a regular weekly column of literary, publishing, and arts information and opinion that has gone out since 1999. It is brought to you by ERNEST HILBERT and currently enjoys over 1,300 readers. If you wish to submit lists or other comments, please use the same capitalization, punctuation, and grammar you would for anything else intended for publication. Please send top five lists, bad movie titles, limericks, facts, comments, and new readers along whenever you like; simply click reply and I’ll get back to you.
The Webmaster and general guru for E-Verse Radio is Jason Christopher Hartley, author of the best-selling Iraq War memoir Just Another Soldier.
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