Friday, April 02, 2010
My Cate Marvin Memory
I enjoyed this post by Cate Marvin over at WILLA. She made a little person, and now haters are hating. I saw Cate Marvin read once when I was about eighteen, in Cincinnati, Ohio--World's Tallest Disaster had just come out. I was accompanied by a guy who kept referring to her poetry as URGENT. "Read this poem! It's just so urgent." It made me laugh uncontrollably, inside. She talked to us afterwards and asked us if we were writers; I demurred, because of Situational Embarrassment, but the guy was like YES I am a writer I hope to be as urgent as you someday! Like she was a bladder, full of golden liquid. Sending signals to the nearest brain.