“Poetry
is everywhere. It just needs editing.”–
James Tate
Born
in Kansas City, MO on Dec. 8, 1943 Tate grew up hoping to become a gas station
attendant. After struggling in high
school and overcoming being in a gang, he fell in love with writing while
taking college classes on a dare.
Ultimately
he earned three college degrees, taught poetry and creative writing in several
major colleges, and became one of America’s greatest poets, winning both the
Pulitzer Prize and the American Book Award. He authored 16 books of poetry and 30 books
altogether before his death from cancer in 2015. For Saturday’s Poem, here is Tate’s,
Teaching The Ape To
Write Poems
They didn’t have much trouble
Teaching the ape to write poems:
First they strapped him into the chair,
Then tied the pencil around his hand
(The paper had already been nailed down).
Then Dr. Bluespire leaned over his shoulder
And Whispered into his ear:
“You look like a god sitting there.
Why don’t you try writing something?”
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