Title | Houstonian, 2010 |
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Date | 2010 |
Description | This edition of the Houstonian, published by the students of the university in 2010, is the official yearbook of the University of Houston. |
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Language | English |
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Original Item Location | LD2281.H745 H6 2009/10 |
Original Item URL | http://library.uh.edu/record=b1158762~S11 |
Digital Collection | Houstonian Yearbook Collection |
Digital Collection URL | http://digital.lib.uh.edu/collection/yearb |
Repository | Special Collections, University of Houston Libraries |
Repository URL | http://info.lib.uh.edu/about/campus-libraries-collections/special-collections |
Use and Reproduction | In Copyright |
File Name | index.cpd |
Title | Spring |
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Transcript | 20 10 Creative writing professor Nick Flynn delivers an excerpt from his latest memoir The Ticking is the Bomb at the downtown Houston Public Library. | Clay Prine Author of Another Bullshit Night in Suck City, Flynn recites poems centered on the stories of prisoners of the Iraq war and their testimonies of Abu Ghraib. | Clay Prine 138 • Spring POET SHEDS LIGHT ON TORTURE The task of the contemporary poet is not solely to entertain. For Nick Flynn, the job lies with delving into that which is most difficult for our culture to articulate and finding an accessible means to express it. Flynn, UH professor of creative writing, shared poems and excerpts from The Ticking is the Bomb, a memoir about becoming a father in the age of terrorism, at an April 21 reading at the downtown Houston Public Library. The work deals chiefly with the time the poet spent in Istanbul interviewing detainees of the Iraq war and hearing their accounts of the events leading to the release of the Abu Ghraib prison photos of torture and prisoner abuse. The poet's task, for me at least, is to say things that the rest of the culture finds difficult to articulate, to go into places that are sort of psychically difficult and to come back with some sort of a tangible image or language or music from that place and to present it to others who are struggling with the same thing yet haven't found a form for it. -Nick Flynn, on the charge of the contemporary poet Spring ■ 139 |