{"id":65,"date":"2014-06-24T18:06:00","date_gmt":"2014-06-24T18:06:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/2014\/06\/24\/the-rialto-80\/"},"modified":"2014-06-24T18:06:00","modified_gmt":"2014-06-24T18:06:00","slug":"the-rialto-80","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/2014\/06\/24\/the-rialto-80\/","title":{"rendered":"The Rialto #80"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img alt=\"image\" src=\"https:\/\/66.media.tumblr.com\/e3ce6efaf66d74578d4ab04332fee4de\/tumblr_inline_n7onmhvGWL1s2cvuu.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>A poem of mine, <em>Mifune<\/em>, is published in issue 80 of\u00a0<em>The Rialto<\/em>, which is available to order <a href=\"http:\/\/www.therialto.co.uk\/pages\/about\/the-magazine\/\">from here<\/a>. The first thing I&rsquo;d like to say about this poem is that I have no plans for it to appear anywhere else, ever. It will certainly not appear in a second collection.<\/p>\n<p>The second thing I&rsquo;d like to say about it is that it&rsquo;s about Toshiro Mifune, an actor best known for appearing in Kurasawa movies and for channeling animalistic rage and petulance. His characters were often moody, wildly unpredictable, frenetic and dangerous. I&rsquo;ve imagined him as a malevolent spirit caged in film reel. I wrote the poem one afternoon in the Genesis cinema in Whitechapel because I was thinking of entering a competition and didn&rsquo;t have anything else suitable.<\/p>\n<p>The third thing I&rsquo;d like to say about it is that I submitted this, along with a few other poems, to <em>The Rialto<\/em> upon being kindly invited to do so by Fiona Moore, who shared editing duties on this edition. These days I very rarely submit anything to any publication without being invited to do so. This isn&rsquo;t because I&rsquo;m confident of being asked; it&rsquo;s because I have very little idea how to go about selecting work for submission to any magazine that lacks a particular remit. I enjoy putting together selections for smaller projects that have a narrow specification &#8211; like <a href=\"http:\/\/gojonstonego.tumblr.com\/post\/85312156085\/the-mimic-octopus\">The Mimic Octopus<\/a>\u00a0&#8211; but well-known journals like <em>The Rialto<\/em>, <em>The Poetry Review<\/em> and <em>Poetry<\/em> <em>London<\/em>, which exist to publish &lsquo;the best&rsquo; poetry, leave me in a state of some perplexity. What is it they want exactly? Their own editors regularly admit to not knowing, via the various interrogations they&rsquo;re submitted to. Guidelines will sometimes suggest you read the journal first to get an idea of what they publish, but that leaves me none the wiser &#8211; some good poems, some poor ones, usually, with little uniformity of character. (Isn&rsquo;t it inexplicable and endless variation that adds up to blandness, rather than arch-regularity, which is beautiful, if menacing?)<\/p>\n<p>I don&rsquo;t know for sure why I get hung up on this issue of specificity, but I think it has something to do with wanting to know what I&rsquo;m applying to be part of. If I&rsquo;m invited, well, at least that means someone has some idea, presumably, that they would like me to be part of this thing they are working on, and that&rsquo;s good enough for me. But in the past, when I did send poems off more freely, I remember the strange anticlimax &#8211; the feeling of almost having cheapened myself &#8211; when some freak creation of mine would be accepted and made to sit among so many others without any particular relationship to them, like a poor shy kid thrown into a new school. People sometimes talk of &#8216;finding a home&rsquo; for their poems. I don&rsquo;t think being published somewhere is the same thing.<\/p>\n<p>But this poem,\u00a0<em>Mifune<\/em>, didn&rsquo;t fit in with any of my other poems anyway, so it&rsquo;s nice that he gets to hang out somewhere.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A poem of mine, Mifune, is published in issue 80 of\u00a0The Rialto, which is available to order from here. The first thing I&rsquo;d like to say about this poem is that I have no plans for it to appear anywhere else, ever. It will certainly not appear in a second collection. The second thing I&rsquo;d [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=65"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=65"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=65"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gojonstonego.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=65"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}