Monday, November 19, 2012

Here is a link to a--what can it be called?--an explosion?--featuring the poet Franz Wright's vitriol. Full disclosure: the object of his rant is Meg Kearney, who is my friend. Full disclosure: I am, as they say, profoundly ambivalent about MFA programs. Full disclosure: I, too, have taught at Meg's program and would take a full-time job there in a heartbeat because I am a poet who needs a job and health insurance and, damn it, Jim, I'm a good teacher too; and because in the long run, does it matter if one's students have no chance of becoming Shakespeare? If I have no chance of becoming Shakespeare? (Of course, it matters; that's why I cry all the time.)

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