I
wait
in
the slow line
of
vehicles
for
my turn.
The
wailing
of
sirens
fades
down
the
highway.
It’s
difficult
to
grasp
if
you’re not
there,
but
dying
is
the last kindness
any
of us
will
ever do.
Maybe
others
can
overhear
what
I’m thinking,
maybe
not.
I
have just
enough
body
to
keep
a
soul in.
Interview
TSTmpj:
Your poem reminded me of William Carlos Williams's work. Do you
prefer to read his sort of poetry; and do you always write in this
vein?
Howie Good: Williams has been an influence, as the success of his work seems to give permission to write poetry in a kind of conversational mode. I have been reading his poetry since I was a teenager. I return particularly to his book, Pictures from Breughel and Other Poems. I have also read a number of biographies of him, including Paul Mariani's massive tome. But I write in other styles, too. People who are familiar with my poetry tend to characterize it as surrealistic.
Howie Good: Williams has been an influence, as the success of his work seems to give permission to write poetry in a kind of conversational mode. I have been reading his poetry since I was a teenager. I return particularly to his book, Pictures from Breughel and Other Poems. I have also read a number of biographies of him, including Paul Mariani's massive tome. But I write in other styles, too. People who are familiar with my poetry tend to characterize it as surrealistic.
TSTmpj:
I recall Ted Kooser talking, in a book of poetics he wrote, about the
merits of using simple words, and not using obscure ones. What is your
opinion of the Moderns (especially Pound, Eliot and Stevens); what do you
believe they offer contemporary poetry?
Howie Good: I admire innovative language, but detest when obscurity and incoherence are passed off as innovation and experimentalism. My journalistic background has shaped my own choice of language. I grew up in a profession that puts a premium on being simple and straightforward. But while my poems can appear simple, the appearance is somewhat deceiving. There's something complicated going on underneath, or so I hope. The reader should get a sense of something mysterious or menacing lurking just out of sight.
Howie Good: I admire innovative language, but detest when obscurity and incoherence are passed off as innovation and experimentalism. My journalistic background has shaped my own choice of language. I grew up in a profession that puts a premium on being simple and straightforward. But while my poems can appear simple, the appearance is somewhat deceiving. There's something complicated going on underneath, or so I hope. The reader should get a sense of something mysterious or menacing lurking just out of sight.
TSTmpj:
Is there a poet that perhaps is little known internationally, who you
would recommend to those reading this as one to seek out?
Elke Erb
http://www.burningdeck.com/catalog/erb.html.
Elke Erb
http://www.burningdeck.com/catalog/erb.html.
Bio Note
Howie
Good’s new poetry collection is Dreaming
in Red (Right Hand Pointing). All proceeds go to a crisis center: https://sites.google.com/site/rhplanding/howie-good-dreaming-in-red.
Great poem. Thank you. "dying is the last kindness any of us will ever do" is brilliant.
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