Gotta get the
negatives out of storage...several volumes met up with a bad end when
some half and half overturned...I was asked to bring my contact sheets
to a party, as people wanted to see them. Most negatives were pulled out
of sleeves, washed and never remated with contact sheets so they're a
right mess.
I need a good Nikon 35 MM negative scanner as they're Tri X negatives pushed well past 400 in most cases. Lots of famous poet pix as well. But only poets are impressed with famous poet pix. For a while there Chris Felver & I were turfing it out with competing photos in Poetry Flash. But he was far more competitive.
I need a good Nikon 35 MM negative scanner as they're Tri X negatives pushed well past 400 in most cases. Lots of famous poet pix as well. But only poets are impressed with famous poet pix. For a while there Chris Felver & I were turfing it out with competing photos in Poetry Flash. But he was far more competitive.
When
am I ever going to find the time to do all this? It seems life keeps on
speeding up exponentially each year, and we become more and more
fractured...timewise, and divided attention is exponential.
If
I don't get to them done in this lifetime, all poet negatives &
pix go to Poetry Flash, all my signed poetry books go to SFSU Poetry
Center, all my Celtic books to UC B O'Hehir Library. What passes for a
will, here. I do want an Ex Libris nameplate with my name on it put
inside all donated books.
What to do with my poetry & art? My journals? Who will be executor when I'm gone?
Then
there are all the rare hand-signed first editions of poetry. They
really should be in collections. Paul Muldoon and Gary Snyder donated
boxes of memorabilia to universities, maybe that's what I need to do.
Then there are the Letters from Poets: Heaney, Galway Kinnell, Tess
Gallagher, Ray Carver, Don Adams (Hitchhiker's Guide). No one writes
letters any more. It's all ephemeral email. Hell, it isn't even that:
it's a Twitterverse in 140 characters or less, including the address.
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