August 27, 2005

  • The Cutthroat and Corrupt World of…
    …Poetry?

    I’m a little late picking up on this, because most of the flap was
    occurring during those eleven weeks this spring when I didn’t have a
    computer.  Greyfox apparently hadn’t heard about it until
    recently, either.  He read something somewhere and mentioned it to
    me.  I asked for details and he said I should google it.

    foetry.com
    has been online for over a year, exposing fraud, nepotism and
    favoritism in the poetry publishing field.  The site’s owner has
    named names and accused various people of favoring their old
    friends, classmates, students, and lovers for prizes in the poetry
    contests which are generally the only way most poets’ work gets
    published.  He was
    anonymous for the first twelve months, until this April when one of the
    poetry contest judges and
    publishers he had outed, outed him.

    Alan Cordle is a reference librarian at Portland Community College in
    Oregon.  Given the passion with which he has been pursuing the
    inequities in poetry judging and publishing, it doesn’t take much of a
    logical leap to guess that he might also be a poet.  However, it
    is his wife, Kathleen Halme, who is the
    poet.  Ironically, Cordle has attacked a contest that she won in
    1994.  He has said, “She’s disappointed in my persistence in a
    world she feels should be hers, but we’re fine.”

    Cordle contends that the “old boy network” system now in place ensures
    that only known or well-connected poets get published.  Since the
    contests charge “reading fees” of $20 to $30,
    there’s more at stake for the young unknown poets than an author’s
    ego.  That limits the options for many struggling poets, but some
    of the publishers involved say that Cordle is wrong about it being a
    big money-making scheme for them and that they barely break even.
      Some of the poets and publishers he has accused
    have charged him with libel and slander, and at least one of them has
    gotten cease-and-desist orders against him.

    Now, Alan Caudle has another cause about which to express his outrage:  internet privacy
    Caudle remained anonymous for a year, using GoDaddy’s Domains by Proxy
    service.  Assailed by furious poets and publishers, GoDaddy
    cancelled Caudle’s service and revealed his identity.

    “I was probably naive,” Cordle said. “I thought that they would
    completely protect my privacy. That’s the whole purpose of DBP. They
    don’t do anything else but purport to protect domain privacy.”

    Yeah, he was naive.  The user agreement at DBP states, “You
    understand and agree that DBP has the absolute right and power, in
    its sole discretion and without any liability to you whatsoever, to
    close accounts (or) reveal your name and personal
    information.”

    I feel I made a wise choice when I decided that I have nothing to
    hide.  What’s the point?  The harder you try to hide
    something, the more your attempt at secrecy is going to make someone
    else want to find you out.  Many of those in the academic,
    publishing and poetry circles affected by foetry say that the system
    has long been in need of a clean-up, but they object to Caudle’s year
    of anonymous sniping.

Comments (8)

  • interesting links for fraud…

  • Your book looks interesting.
    Is it?

  • Interesting…  Not surprising, across the board, but interesting.  Is it cynical or realistic to expect there to be “old boy networks” everywhere?

  • it’s really not about having one’s poetry published for fame and fortune, because there isn’t any … what is it about? … it’s about being able to put on one’s cirriculum vitae that one has published poetry books, gotten in anthologies, gotten in the right magazines, gotten the right attention of the right people … all so one can be one of the few creative writing or english m.a.s that can get a shot at a professorship, in a field that’s got few openings and thousands of hopefuls who don’t want to be a corporate drone somewhere

    it’s really not about poetry at all … it’s about getting an academic career

    having only 2 years worth of college, i’m hardly likely to be in that ballgame … and the non-academic rewards are non-existent … with reading fees, postage and printing costs, i’d be very lucky if i made enough for a case of beer in a year

    so i publish my poetry here on xanga and just concentrate on my art and make my living otherwise … is it worth it? … hell, yes …

  • I’ve come to believe that absolutely NOTHING is private on the internet… all it takes is the right tools and know how for anyone to figure out who’s who, what’s what… anyone convinced differently, I believe, will end up like that Alan Caudle you mentioned.

  • Joining the national writers union is a much better start. Fees and reading fees go out the window, and you get fair agents who negotiate contracts for you.

  • Dear Kathy Lynn,

    I hope you read back posts, and I hope you acknowledge this comment. (Because I only need 4 more comments to make “featured” for the first time.) I’m only just partially kidding. The idea of ‘publication’ for me, as a long time “unpublished” poet, is that “publishing” my work on the internet on the ElectricPoetry website is all I ask , I just want people to “read me like a book” That was my intention in 1967, at age 14, when I began writing , and that’s my intention at age 52, with over 700 pieces written. Heck , before i created my website, my poems were only seen by a select few, if anyone, and by having them online, the idea at least is that “anyone” with a computer can read them.

    I’ve been lucky. I’ve never been “stolen” and I have a lot of very good poets who have championed my work. I only write the words. I don’t care about accepting monetary means for writing them.

    But I love it when people “read me” as I ‘m sure you are as well.

    Take care,

    Michael F . Nyiri, poet, philosopher fool

  • I’ve always had the impression that poetry CANNOT make money. Ever. Other arts might be able to make some degree of profit…for instance, painters, once famous, might be able to sell their works for thousands of dollars, or art dealers might also make a good profit selling those paintings. But poets, even when famous, could never hope to make much money out of it.

    So…I agree with what PyramidTermite has said…its about prestige in the academic world. People want to get published to add clout to their resume or just to their name in the eyes of their colleagues, etc. etc. Which is sad, in my opinion. It seems to me poetry is not an art anymore…its a mass-produced consumer product of the academic world. I’ve always seen poetry as a high art on the same level as painting, sculpture, etc., I wish this was reflected in the way things really are with poetry.

    keep it copasetic. peace.

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