raison
d'etre:
this site is the result of frustration
with the state of poetry generally, and the business of publication
specifically. being rejected for publication or exhibition strikes
me as an unfortunate process by which artists are denied an audience
based on the opinion of one or two editors/jurors, so i decided
to publish my own work in these pages.
but ive struggled with the validity
of writing at all in a world that needs so much more direct action.
it seemed self indulgent to make pretty baubles to entertain the
book-buying bourgeoisie. the writer turned court jester. this led
to indecision, and confusion, because it clashed with my own experience
of being saved from complete despair by a well placed word. language
and reality affect each other for better or worse. i often turn to those
whose words seldom fail to inspire me, (i plan to include
them here as part of this site), but the most powerful idea to justify
the time and energy spent writing came from an surprising source:
science.
while free associating online (avoiding
writing) i researched the concept popularly known as the butterfly
effect. part of chaos theory, the idea is that even the tiniest
variations in the initial conditions of an experiment, or system,
can cause very large and unpredictable results. the butterfly in
brazil causes a tornado in texas. i realized that small efforts
are worthwhile, and that just being in the world affects and changes
it. this web presence is meant to do just that.
about the name:
rookery: n. a breeding ground
for gregarious birds (such as rooks). i love that, poems as gregarious
birds. the mind is the nest where created ideas are nurtured and
raised up to the world. then they take on a life of their own.
rook: n. a black eurasian
bird of the crow family. the lowly crow, scavenger, pest to some,
but the smartest of birds and capable of that most enviable trick:
flight.
rook: n. from Persian rukh. a chess piece.
a puzzle of limitless variety, chess requires intelligence and creativity.
ive always thought of poetry that way; word combining and, like
the game, some combinations are beautiful.
so thats what artists can be; alchemists of ordinary
elements or common language, who combine them in ways that rise
above the sum of their parts. higher perches to provide new perspectives,
to allow the dignity of being objective. or maybe just the pure joy
of soaring above it all.
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