and then there was
— perhaps a bit melodramatic — perhaps more of a tribute to John Cage since I just read a fellow ModPo student blog that wrote a bit of a “homage” to Cage. He doesn’t care for Cage. I do. Will I try to change his mind–
— perhaps that is the greatest gift I learned from taking Al Filreis’s UPenn’s ModPo course via Coursera ~ it taught me to appreciate what I couldn’t appreciate on my own. I have never been one to follow the crowd, but when the crowd offers intellectual reasoning — when post after post alludes to a nuance that creates a beauty… then why would I not read again.
— perhaps in this life we do not look close enough below the surface to see what has been buried to create the beauty. ModPo was not about appearance, we were not reading to unearth pretty visions. If you took the time to reconsider the word; language for its place in ‘reality’ , then your POV of reality could not help but be changed.
Ten weeks have been a cacophony of thousands upon thousands of words upon digital pages from voices that span this globe. ModPo’s forums called out with an energy that could fuel a revolution if we had wanted one. It reminds me of one of my favorite poems from this course – “The Sun Came” by Etheridge Knight, in response to Gwendolyn Brooks’ poem “truth”. It wouldn’t have resonated as much if I had not heard the poem — the voice beats its rhythm in my brain as I write and I cannot deny the power of his ending words: