<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post8712703320868168058..comments</id><updated>2011-07-13T16:13:18.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Silliman&#39;s Blog: </title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/feeds/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html'/><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-9050208624059240450</id><published>2007-09-28T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:26:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan:  It&#39;s clear that you don&#39;t know anything a...</title><summary type='text'>Jordan:  It&#39;s clear that you don&#39;t know anything about my reading history and/or habits.  Which is about how much I know (or care to know) about yours.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;***&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I guess my point is not that those examples are bad from a position of taste.  The problem comes from the natural perception that ALL poetry derives from a kind of cute, winking rhyme, and a condescending, simplistic picture </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/9050208624059240450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/9050208624059240450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1191003960000#c9050208624059240450' title=''/><author><name>Curtis Faville</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/06213075853354387634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1900230786"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 28, 2007"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-6450891821838839710</id><published>2007-09-28T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:14:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtis, it&#39;s clear you&#39;ve never actually read Beat...</title><summary type='text'>Curtis, it&#39;s clear you&#39;ve never actually read Beatrix Potter.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/6450891821838839710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/6450891821838839710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1190985240000#c6450891821838839710' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/10451174274596699645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/68/168671726_f87b53b572_m.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1484709122"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 28, 2007"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8715070312162768241</id><published>2007-09-27T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:31:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogged reliance on doggerel...  But A.A. Milne?  D...</title><summary type='text'>Dogged reliance on doggerel...  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;But A.A. Milne?  Don&#39;t diss Pooh, man.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Anyway, there&#39;s nothing wrong with that kind of stuff.  Nursery rhymes, Ogden Nash, Cole Porter lyrics—whether or not you call them poetry, they still have literary value.  Pure cleverness has got to be worth something.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Besides, the stuff I just mentioned isn&#39;t really doggerel, which my handy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/8715070312162768241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/8715070312162768241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1190939460000#c8715070312162768241' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/00791420971869885860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1864187319"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 27, 2007"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-7682961542045284756</id><published>2007-09-27T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:58:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think Stein&#39;s The World Is Round was written to ...</title><summary type='text'>I think Stein&#39;s &lt;I&gt;The World Is Round&lt;/I&gt; was written to be read to kids.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Enjoying reading or listening to most poetry of the kind written by Stein or Clark Coolidge requires a mental development that most kids (three to five or eight year olds, for example), probably don&#39;t yet have.  I don&#39;t think kids of those ages would enjoy hearing &lt;I&gt;The Maintains&lt;/I&gt;, for example.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;There&#39;s</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/7682961542045284756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/7682961542045284756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1190937480000#c7682961542045284756' title=''/><author><name>Steven Fama</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/13733977161680651117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-862679579"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 27, 2007"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-6114188121819239257</id><published>2007-09-27T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:47:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>for long agoeven ptah would showby exchanging the ...</title><summary type='text'>for long ago&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;even ptah would show&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;by exchanging the sun&lt;BR/&gt;for a ball of dung&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;in the arms of khephera&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;//&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;immanence&lt;BR/&gt;radiation&lt;BR/&gt;excrement&lt;BR/&gt;affiliation&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;snakes and ladders&lt;BR/&gt;snacks and adders&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;gentlemanes&lt;BR/&gt;lay your tongs&lt;BR/&gt;on the word seminar&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;a semen narr or&lt;BR/&gt;the seeming ars&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;the panopticon&#39;s&lt;BR/&gt;eye&lt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/6114188121819239257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/6114188121819239257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1190936820000#c6114188121819239257' title=''/><author><name>phaneronoemikon</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/08430230355065457354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hevanet.com/solipsis/images/phanero.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1411460047"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 27, 2007"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8067870790255509025</id><published>2007-09-27T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T15:11:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven and Jordan:Of course you&#39;re both quite righ...</title><summary type='text'>Steven and Jordan:&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Of course you&#39;re both quite right.  But nothing in my post is opposed to your assertions.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;What we don&#39;t know remains &quot;subjective&quot;, &quot;mysterious&quot; or speculative.  When we find out &quot;what&quot; that is, it loses some of its charm.  Certainly the universe is a million times more complex than we know, so there&#39;s no danger of our ever grasping all of it, or of running </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/8067870790255509025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/8067870790255509025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1190920260000#c8067870790255509025' title=''/><author><name>Curtis Faville</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/06213075853354387634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1900230786"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 27, 2007"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-6015487798718915270</id><published>2007-09-27T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T13:17:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a mistake to engage in comments field discus...</title><summary type='text'>It is a mistake to engage in comments field discussions. Nevertheless I feel a need to disagree with Curtis when he devalues intuition, or at any rate to say that I understand that term to mean &lt;I&gt;spontaneous insight&lt;/I&gt;. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Art relates experience, or rather, artists relate their experience; this process will never be perfectly accounted for, and certainly not exclusively by science and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/6015487798718915270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/6015487798718915270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1190913420000#c6015487798718915270' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/10451174274596699645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/68/168671726_f87b53b572_m.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1484709122"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 27, 2007"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-5068941979310826787</id><published>2007-09-27T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T13:02:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As for the sentences from Quine in Ketjak, I don&#39;t...</title><summary type='text'>As for the sentences from Quine in &lt;I&gt;Ketjak&lt;/I&gt;, I don&#39;t think it takes an &quot;enterprising grad student&quot; to identify those lifted.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Most any reader who knows that there are direct quations from Quine, and has any familiarity with Quine&#39;s style and  subject matter, could probably pick out almost all of them.  The tone and style of those sentences, I think, are markedly different than most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/5068941979310826787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/5068941979310826787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1190912520000#c5068941979310826787' title=''/><author><name>Steven Fama</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/13733977161680651117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-862679579"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 27, 2007"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-540371895369123536</id><published>2007-09-27T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:51:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;We shouldn&#39;t be intrigued by alchemy and intuitio...</title><summary type='text'>&quot;We shouldn&#39;t be intrigued by alchemy and intuition, as if they had equal footing with empiricism and logic.&quot;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;So writes Curtis. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;That&#39;s way too positivist and rational for me.  There&#39;s part of us that is wired for the not so logic.  I don&#39;t agree that the logic brain is any more intriguing than that part of the brain that isn&#39;t.  And intution arises from emotions and feelings.&lt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/540371895369123536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/540371895369123536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1190911860000#c540371895369123536' title=''/><author><name>Steven Fama</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/13733977161680651117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-862679579"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 27, 2007"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-7887999072161442701</id><published>2007-09-27T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:38:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;I can’t think of anyone who has as yet noticed th...</title><summary type='text'>&quot;I can’t think of anyone who has as yet noticed that the number is 13 cubed, which means that it represents the total of sentences in the work. From the perspective of reading, does that matter? I suspect not.&quot; --of course not.  Unless you drew some serious connection between the &quot;arbitrary&quot; organizing principle, and some thematic element in the poem itself, the connection doesn&#39;t exist.  It&#39;s </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/7887999072161442701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/8712703320868168058/comments/default/7887999072161442701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html?showComment=1190903880000#c7887999072161442701' title=''/><author><name>Curtis Faville</name><uri>https://www.blogger.com/profile/06213075853354387634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='https://ronsilliman.blogspot.com/2007/09/while-little-tempest-in-comments-stream.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738579.post-8712703320868168058' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3738579/posts/default/8712703320868168058' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.itemClass" value="pid-1900230786"/><gd:extendedProperty name="blogger.displayTime" value="September 27, 2007"/></entry></feed>