tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173950.post7780624908748803666..comments2024-03-29T03:57:26.974-04:00Comments on Grim's Hall: A Poet Looks at AfricaGrimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07543082562999855432noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173950.post-25622113648593471692012-01-26T03:23:44.227-05:002012-01-26T03:23:44.227-05:00But that poet is content with us having felt somet...But that poet is content with us having felt something, but doesn't have enough of a journalist on the other shoulder to tell us what happened, or why... we know almost nothing about that except it happened. I don't mind my emotions stirred, I do mind that it's for no other reason than apparently to demonstrate the poets skill.<br /><br />The rest of the piece read rather like a transcript of something on NPR, rambling, going nowhere, but sure it was important and useful somehow- oh, and at least helping someone feel better either directly or in providing a vent. Poetry perhaps, but journalism? I don't know...douglashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17261739259295914188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173950.post-73363343479360377822012-01-23T12:47:59.786-05:002012-01-23T12:47:59.786-05:00That is the advantage of having a poet do your jou...That is the advantage of having a poet do your journalism. A journalist wouldn't have made it hurt so much; and so it would be easier to ignore.Grimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07543082562999855432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173950.post-68076352257855298122012-01-22T10:22:17.106-05:002012-01-22T10:22:17.106-05:00That hurts to read.That hurts to read.Texan99https://www.blogger.com/profile/10479561573903660086noreply@blogger.com