tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668681.post6490365853734338240..comments2023-05-03T07:33:45.686-04:00Comments on Cosmic Liverwurst: Curling: The Official Winter Olympic Sport of PoetsDavid Vincentihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10572861860566117361noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668681.post-54907448128761272562010-02-24T11:06:43.500-05:002010-02-24T11:06:43.500-05:00Don't be smug but, yeah, okay, you made your p...Don't be smug but, yeah, okay, you made your points. Might be fun to use Olympic winter sports as a comparison for poetry in general: Bukowski is the luge, Billy Collins is the half-pipe, Emily Dickinson is figure skating (she wouldn't do the quad, either), etc. And while my first impulse is to claim downhill (I like for my poems to end with a big SWOOSH), maybe curling has a certain appeal after all...calmly guiding your reader through line after line...nudging them this way and that to keep them on track...till you move in for the kill at the last second and steer them EXACTLY where you want them to go. Of course, I never claimed curling was devoid of skill; just excitement. But I suppose your argument can be made, once again, that only those who take the time to study and savor curling/poetry reap the pleasure of the final outcome. So, touche, your analogy holds. Maybe all curling/poetry needs is better PR!Jayne Jaudon Ferrerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09208478365348912235noreply@blogger.com