Forms of Attention, by Dan Chiasson
A Review of Don Pateron's "Rain"
"It is National Poetry Month, time to remember what distinct pleasure poets themselves take in minimizing and disparaging their trade. No other art makes such a virtue of its grumpiness: painters hate other painters, or other styles of painting, but poets hate poetry itself, hate themselves for getting mixed up in it at all, hate, often, the very poem that they find themselves writing--in language brilliant and moving enough to convey how useless and phony the language of poetry is."
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