It's not every day that the P&PC Office gets to knock off early, put up streamers, call in the oompah band, and put out the punch bowl—this particular ship is much too tightly run to have much of that—but that's exactly what's on the docket for this coming October when Columbia University Press officially releases Everyday Reading: Poetry and Popular Culture in Modern America. The office interns are having a hard time hiding their excitement about it—and we'll admit to being a bit giddy too, as page proofs have just arrived for review—and they've convinced us to do two things to let off a little steam: leak the very cool cover design pictured here (check), and give the P&PC faithful first crack at getting a copy of their own, which can be pre-ordered here (double check).
Many of you know that Everyday Reading has been a long time in the making, and we're not about to get sentimental about it and all the people who made it possible just yet—not with five months to go before it actually drops—so we'll stick to the facts as dispassionately as possible for the time being. The book is 320 pages long, has five chapters and forty illustrations, and, roughly speaking, covers the years between the Progressive Era and the end of the Cold War. It's got vintage poetry scrapbooks and some of the stories of the people who assembled them; it goes back to some of the nationally-broadcast old time radio poetry shows that were so popular in the 1920s and 1930s that they sometimes received upwards of 50,000 fan letters per month; it takes more than a drive-by at the poetics of Burma-Shave billboards and other forms of advertising poetry; it gets a little gossipy in examining the Hallmark greeting card poetry written by the longtime director of the Iowa Writers' Workshop, Paul Engle, and how that experience might have shaped Engle's vision for what an M.F.A. program might be; and it hazards more than a guess or two at how this thriving, diverse culture of popular verse not only affected some of the canonical poets whom we read in English classes today but was also—before the advent of the Hollywood blockbuster film, television, rock and roll, video games, and the Internet—a driving force in the development of popular culture dynamics as we experience them today. "In a modern American fueled by consumer capitalism and new media and communication formats," the introduction reads in part, "poetry had tens of millions of readers." Who those readers were, who wrote (and oftentimes got paid for) that poetry, how it got used, why most of it's been forgotten, and why it's important for us to remember and study it now are some of the main questions Everyday Reading is after.
That's enough about Everyday Reading for now. Stop back in the coming weeks for a variety of new postings scheduled for the summer months including commentary from our new Periodic Consultant on the poetry (specifically the iambic pentameter) of organic chemistry; an interview with a famous paper specialist on the material poetics and cultural significance of Trader Joe's poem "Sonnet for a Paper Napkin"; a review of John Timberman Newcomb's new book from the University of Illinois Press, How Did Poetry Survive? The Making of Modern American Verse; the advertising of Walt Whitman as seen by our house Whitmaniac; and the poetry of bird watching, cat treats, and even—as P&PC keeps going, and going, and going—the Energizer bunny.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
A Hunk of Homemade Poetry: The Poetry of All in the Family
Skip to 3:32 of this 1973 All in the Family episode where Archie discovers Mike to be "a regular Edgar Allan Poe-lock":
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Richness and Rightness: A P&PC Noir
I'm a man who likes to talk to a man who likes to talk, so when I first heard Jack Milton call Poetry Poultry—it was about eleven o'clock one Tuesday morning down at the Paradise Lost, a joint where you couldn't buy a free verse for a nickle—I knew him for a pal. Jack was blind. He had been since the war, though he had a pair of mitts that could scoop a pot from the table before the butter and egg man knew what was what. He wasn't a chisel, just called 'em for what they were and let the devil take all.
We were reminiscing about the dip he'd caught with his hand knee deep in Jack's fogger the week before, when in she walked. Even Jack put down his snort to lean over and get a slant at her enormous notebook—a big ham of a thing with clippings stuck out the sides and rings from long gone drinks staining the cover. She had on a French cap and lipstick as red as some jasper's face near the last call that never came. And wouldn't you know but she went straight for me like a cheat to a Chicago overcoat.
"Got a light?" she asked.
I had one, all right, but I didn't know her from a hatchetman, and I didn't know what sort of juice she was after.
"As in Sandover," I replied, "or Tennyson's Brigade?"
Something fell over the bar, and for once it wasn't Dick being cuffed by the hammer and saws. It was her notebook. A clipping fell to the ground.
"Yeah," I said. "I got a light."
Behind the bar, Mickey said, "He's not a bad goose, sister. And this ain't no hash house either. What can I get you—this round's on him."
I flipped him the dactyl, but if she were fazed, she didn't let on.
"Calvert," she said, "straight up."
"What's in your bindle?" I asked. "Is that your scrapbook?"
She avoided my eye and reached into her bag. I got ready to beat it like a peterman on the job, but instead of the roscoe I thought she was aiming to aim my way, she pulled out a little red and white striped matchbook with a cute little Calvert owl decorating the cover. "Let the owl select / His favorite refrain," I thought.
Still, I couldn't figure it—I thought she didn't have a light.
And she didn't.
What she had was a little folder of tissues. She tore one off as her drink arrived and pressed it between her lips like a shiv between some snooper's ribs, and I got a load of the verse printed inside:
"It's poetry," I said. "Popular poetry."
"Poultry, baby" she replied, shooting her whiskey. "It's popular poultry."
"With a twist," I said. "Now let's take a look at that scrapbook."
We were reminiscing about the dip he'd caught with his hand knee deep in Jack's fogger the week before, when in she walked. Even Jack put down his snort to lean over and get a slant at her enormous notebook—a big ham of a thing with clippings stuck out the sides and rings from long gone drinks staining the cover. She had on a French cap and lipstick as red as some jasper's face near the last call that never came. And wouldn't you know but she went straight for me like a cheat to a Chicago overcoat.
"Got a light?" she asked.
I had one, all right, but I didn't know her from a hatchetman, and I didn't know what sort of juice she was after.
"As in Sandover," I replied, "or Tennyson's Brigade?"
Something fell over the bar, and for once it wasn't Dick being cuffed by the hammer and saws. It was her notebook. A clipping fell to the ground.
"Yeah," I said. "I got a light."
Behind the bar, Mickey said, "He's not a bad goose, sister. And this ain't no hash house either. What can I get you—this round's on him."
I flipped him the dactyl, but if she were fazed, she didn't let on.
"Calvert," she said, "straight up."
"What's in your bindle?" I asked. "Is that your scrapbook?"
She avoided my eye and reached into her bag. I got ready to beat it like a peterman on the job, but instead of the roscoe I thought she was aiming to aim my way, she pulled out a little red and white striped matchbook with a cute little Calvert owl decorating the cover. "Let the owl select / His favorite refrain," I thought.
Still, I couldn't figure it—I thought she didn't have a light.
And she didn't.
What she had was a little folder of tissues. She tore one off as her drink arrived and pressed it between her lips like a shiv between some snooper's ribs, and I got a load of the verse printed inside:
"Clear Heads Choose Calvert" read the slogan printed beneath. But by then my head was dizzy.Yes, Calvert has lightness
And richness and rightness
In a blending as mellow as chimes
It's whiskey perfection—
Your wisest selection—
The Happiest Blend for the times!
"It's poetry," I said. "Popular poetry."
"Poultry, baby" she replied, shooting her whiskey. "It's popular poultry."
"With a twist," I said. "Now let's take a look at that scrapbook."
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Rat On Toast—For Dinner
It has been a tough week for the P&PC Office cat Stella (pictured here). Courtesy of the SPCA of Pinellas County, Florida, where we found her the victim of two abandonments in a row and slated for, uh, disposal unless someone immediately adopted her, she's now an estimated eighteen years old and has been with P&PC since before there was a even a P or PC on the horizon. Moved from Florida to Iowa, then from Iowa to Oregon, she has done more than measure out her life in coffee spoons. But Time's winged chariot is hurrying near, and this week saw two trips to the vet, a round of oral antibiotics, the regular administration of subcutaneous fluids, and a series of pretty gross litter box-related events.
And so, to speed Stella along the road to recovery, we offer the strange 1898 "Rat on Toast—for Dinner" steroeview card issued by T.W. Ingersoll and pictured here. "Oh, infinite volumes of poems that I treasure in this small library of glass and pasteboard!" wrote the Fireside poet and physician Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. of his stereoview card collection in "The Stereoscope and the Stereograph," first published in The Atlantic Magazine in 1859. Credited with inventing the "American stereoscope," Holmes imagined that the mechanism's 3-D viewing experience would produce an effect similar to bodily resurrection and that "posterity might therefore inspect us ... not as surface only, but in all our dimensions as an undisputed solid man of Boston."
Stella is certainly no man of Boston, and we're not so pessimistic that we're already viewing her from the vantage point of posterity, but maybe the quasi L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E poem on the card's reverse will help in some small way to restore her to her full dimensions:
And so, to speed Stella along the road to recovery, we offer the strange 1898 "Rat on Toast—for Dinner" steroeview card issued by T.W. Ingersoll and pictured here. "Oh, infinite volumes of poems that I treasure in this small library of glass and pasteboard!" wrote the Fireside poet and physician Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. of his stereoview card collection in "The Stereoscope and the Stereograph," first published in The Atlantic Magazine in 1859. Credited with inventing the "American stereoscope," Holmes imagined that the mechanism's 3-D viewing experience would produce an effect similar to bodily resurrection and that "posterity might therefore inspect us ... not as surface only, but in all our dimensions as an undisputed solid man of Boston."
Stella is certainly no man of Boston, and we're not so pessimistic that we're already viewing her from the vantage point of posterity, but maybe the quasi L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E poem on the card's reverse will help in some small way to restore her to her full dimensions:
Do you see the cat?The poem itself is an odd, paratactic stew of elements taken from nursery rhymes, grammar school food chain hierarchies, and nineteenth century American nativism culminating in that bizarre non-sequitur of a last line, and that stew is made even more perplexing when paired with the surreal image on front. But after the week of needles, drip chambers, and eyedroppers we've had, not even that is enough to surprise us.
Do you see the rat?
I see the cat and the rat. The cat caught the rat and killed it with her sharp teeth.
Does the cat eat rats?
Fat rats make fat cats.
The Chinese eat rabbit stew made of rats.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Remembering The New Northwest, Part IV: "Paddy's New Idea"

Although many people today think of the history of Pacific Northwest poetry more in relation to writers from the second half of the twentieth century like William Stafford, Theodore Roethke, Richard Hugo, Carolyn Kizer, and others, the region's poetic tradition goes back much earlier—back, at least, to when Duniway's weekly began offering a way for disparate (and oftentimes anonymous) Northwest voices to find a community of people reading and writing under the paper's motto "Free Speech, Free Press, Free People."


PADDY:
"Och! Biddy, did ye hear the news,
How politics has got the blues,
Turned upside down and inside out?
Bedad, one don’t know what he's 'bout
When he goes votin'."
"Shure once 'twas plain Democrisy;
Now 'New Departure' troubles ye.
With Ku Klux Klan and Loyal Laygers,
We're no better than the others
Whin we go votin'."
"Shure things ain't things at all of late;
The Pope and Boney's bald pate;
And, faix, I heard Mullroony say
The Chinese'id take Amerikay
By beatin' us a votin'."
"Shure, Chinese, nagurs and the Injun
All can vote without infringin',
For the new 'mendment gives, 'tis clare,
To everything with skin and hair
The power to go votin'."
BIDDY:
"Spite of all the clergy's prachin',
Spite of all old fogy teachin',
I always knew a woman's head
Held brains, no matter what they said –
Aye, brains enough for votin'."
"Oh, Paddy, darlint, whin wid me
It's then you are sobriety;
It only is when ye're away
Ye go upon the bastely sprae,
Dead blind drunk wid votin'."
"It's brains ye may have in your head,
And wit and all that may be said;
Though kin intelligence vote right
Whin that intelligence is tight?
Whisky doin' the votin'?"
"Last election whiskey won it;
Ye's all drunk upon it;
Your polls were held at whiskey mills,
Your candidates run whiskey stills,
And whisky did the votin'."
"Now, had the ladies been adjacent
Ye'd tried and been a little dacent.
Would it not be the nation’s gains
Were whiskey less and more were brains
To do Columbia’s votin'?"
"So, Paddy, whin we can do so,
We'll arm in arm together go
To cast our vote in freedom's pride,
And say who shall tax our fire-side,
FREE MEN AND FREE WOMEN!"
PADDY:
"Shure, Biddy, this caps all the bother
For maid, wife, sister, mother;
Say, if kind to pagan misters,
Why not kind also to sisters
And let them go votin'?"
"This is liberty's dominion,
The boasted land of free opinion,
And if free men are but true men,
Why not make you a free woman
And let you go, too, to votin'?"

As the slurs in Paddy's catalog of ethnic others ("Chinese, nagurs and the Injun") suggest, the poem serves to remind us that not all progressive political agendas go hand in hand. That much we know and have known, not only generally but specifically in relation to the movement for women's suffrage, which was stressed from the inside by racist rhetoric, agendas, and policies that distinguished between, and divided, white women and women of color.




Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Monday, April 2, 2012
National Poetry Month Events in Salem



April 1-29
National Poetry Month Exhibit
Main Floor, Salem Public Library
The library continues its tradition of exhibiting finely printed poetry broadsides in celebration of National Poetry Month. This year’s show focuses on the works of four Oregonians—Carl Adamshick, twin brothers Matthew and Michael Dickman, and Michael McGriff—all of whom are recent winners of major national poetry prizes.
Tuesday • April 3 • 7:00 pm
Poetry Open Mic
Salem Public Library Loucks Auditorium
To celebrate National Poetry Month, Salem Public Library invites area poets and poetry aficionados to participate in this special edition of Grown-Up Storytime. Local actors Claire Diehl, Jeff Sanders, Tom Wrosch, Geri Greeno, and Lyndsey Houser read contemporary poems. Also, anyone who has a favorite poem—whether original or by a published poet—may also read. The only requirement is that it takes five minutes or less. For more information or to reserve a place on the program, contact Ann Scheppke at 503-588-6124 or ascheppke@cityofsalem.net.
Wednesday • April 4
First Annual Edible Book Festival
Hatfield Library, Willamette University
Held in conjunction with (who knew?) the International Edible Book Festival (Festival international du livre mangeable) this, uh, feast for the eyes offers some, well, food for thought as entries are made of food and inspired by literary titles, characters, or authors. Looking for inspiration? Check out some entries from the Seattle Festival, University of Puget Sound, Duke, and the University of Illinois. Viewing and drop-off of entries from 8:00 am - 1:00 pm; awards ceremony at 2:30 pm. Prizes include People's Choice, Most Beautiful, Most Creative, Most Literary, and Punniest.
Wednesday • April 4 • 7:30 pm
Oregon Book Awards Author Tour
Hatfield Room, Willamette University Library
In partnership with Literary Arts, Inc., of Portland, the Hallie Ford Chair and English Department will host a reading by three finalists—poet Geri Doran, memoirist Jennifer Lauck, and graphic novelist Greg Rucka—for this year's Oregon Book Award. The Oregon Book Awards are presented annually for the finest accomplishments by Oregon writers working in various genres, including fiction, poetry, literary nonfiction, and young adult literature.
Thursday • April 5 • 7:00 pm
Classic Poetry Group
Salem Public Library, Plaza Room
Meeting on the first Thursday every month, this group shares favorite poems from British and American poetry written before the First World War. Each member brings a handful of poems to read aloud to the group. For more information call Wendell Buck at 503-588-6317.
April 6-May 26
Art & Poetry Exhibition
Bush Barn Art Center
This year's Art & Poetry Exhibition will feature work by students from Hillcrest Oregon Youth Authority Correctional Facility. During this project, poet Dawn Diez Willis and photographer Barry Shapiro spent the semester bringing art and poetry to a group of exceptional young artists who wrote and then illustrated poems.
Wednesday • April 11 • 12:00-1:00 pm
"The Poetry of Fishing"
A lecture by Henry Hughes
Oregon State Library
Spend your lunch hour with Western Washington University English professor Henry Hughes as he shares his own poetry and meditates on various "classic and contemporary poems and stories that involve the art of angling."
Thursday • April 12 • 4:00 pm
Dan Kaplan Poetry Reading
Hatfield Room, Willamette University Library
Dan Kaplan is the author of Bill's Formal Complaint (The National Poetry Review Press, 2008) and the bilingual chapbook SKIN (Red Hydra Press, 2005). His work has appeared or is forthcoming in American Letters & Commentary, VOLT, Denver Quarterly, and elsewhere. He teaches at Portland State University and is visiting professor of creative writing at Willamette this semester.
April 13-15
Salem Public Library Spring Book Sale
Sponsored by the Friends of Salem Public Library, this might be the place to find that used copy of Rod McKuen or Jewell that you need to complete your collection.
April 13-21
Silverton Poetry Festival
Technically not in Salem, Silverton's annual festivities—poetry readings, workshops, feasting and hobnobbing—are worth putting on your to-do list since they're only a couple miles down the road. Public events held April 13, 14, 15, 18, and 21.
Saturday • April 14 • 5:00 pm
Celebrating Poetry with Airlie Press
Hatfield Room, Willamette University Library
The Willamette Store hosts five Airlie Press poets—Chris Anderson, Donna Henderson, Stephanie Lenox, Annie Lighthart, and Dawn Diez—in a cornucopia of locally-sourced Willamette Valley poetry. Admission is free with a suggested donation of canned and other non-perishable food items for Marion-Polk Food Share. For more information, call 503-370-6772.
Monday • April 16 • 5:00 pm
Deadline to enter the Willamette Store’s 6th Annual Poetry Contest
A cornucopia of awards—for best rhymed poem, best unrhymed poem, and best haiku in each category—are distributed each year by the Willamette Store to poets ranging in age from elementary school to adult.
Wednesday • April 18 • 7:00 pm
Who Are We? A Poetic Discussion of Our Identities
Willamette University, Hudson Hall
Come out for an evening of spoken word poetry focusing on the intersection of race, gender, sexuality, and other aspects of our identities. Say the organizers of this event, "We are still looking for poets to read a piece or two. This is not at all limited to Willamette students, so please spread the word and get in contact if you or someone you know are interested in speaking!" Click here for the Facebook Event Page.
Wednesday • April 18 • 7:00 pm
Chrysalis Reading
Hatfield Room, Willamette University Library
Enjoy a cup o' joe at Willamette University's student-run coffee house as writers from The Chrysalis—Willamette's campus literary magazine—read from their published work.
Thursday • April 19 • 7:30 pm
Poetry Night at the Willamette University Bistro
Take a break from the week and come listen to Willamette faculty and staff read their favorite poems.
Thursday • April 26 • 6:00 pm
Bold Expressive Arts Theater
West Salem High School
Bold Expressive Arts Theater (B.E.A.T. 2012) will perform live at West Salem High School. Students from the Oregon School for the Deaf will show a variety of talent on the stage. They will perform dance, song and poetry through American Sign Language. For more information on the show, call (503) 378-3840.
Thursday • April 26 • 7:30 pm
Musical Sing-Along: Chicago
Grand Theater
Come sing along to this fantastic musical! Lyrics are projected on the screen, so don't worry if you don't know all the words. Doors open at 6:30. Cost: $8 adults, $4 youth (16 and under).
Saturday • April 28 • 11:00 am
6th Annual Young Persons Poetry Reading
Salem Public Library, Loucks Auditorium
Winners of the Willamette Store's sixth Annual Poetry Contest start up an open mic by reading from their work.
Saturday • April 28 • 7:00-9:00 pm
Adult winners of the Willamette Store's Poetry Contest
Grand Vines Restaurant
Have a glass or two of wine and order from a menu of appetizers, soups, sandwiches, and chocolates as adult winners of the Willamette Store's annual poetry contest read from their work. For more information call (503) 399-9463.
Monday • April 30
Submission Deadline for Mama Ain't Raised No Fool
Willamette University's 'zine is accepting poetry submissions for its next issue. Accepted work submitted before April 21 will be read on stage at this year's Wulapalooza. Submissions from students may be sent to mama.aint@gmail.com; submissions from students and community members may also be delivered in person at Mama's festival booth.
April 30-May 1 • Times TBA
New Literary Works Festival
Putnam Studio, Willamette University Theater Building
This two-evening program will celebrate the written word with a combination of dramatic readings of plays, poetry, and prose by students in the Theater Department's Atypical Performance class and the English Department's Senior Seminar in Creative Writing.
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