By ROBERT POTTS
In Laurie Anderson’s extraordinary performance piece (or poem, perhaps?) “Same Time Tomorrow”, she murmurs the following lines:
“And so when they say things like
‘We're gonna do this by the book’,
you have to ask ‘What book?’,
because it would make a big difference if it was
Dostoyevsky or just, you know,
I was reminded of “Same Time Tomorrow” by National Poetry Day, an annual event, when various media and institutions get excited about this beleaguered and much misunderstood art. Not the day itself – it's hard to be curmudgeonly about such a good-natured attempt to remind the nation of the power and pleasure of a literary genre – but the press release for it, a pro-forma piece of boosterism which linguistically offends against much of what it ostensibly values (“an opportunity to break with the tyranny of prose”). For we are all urged to “Make like A Poet” – to “dream, speak, love, live, act and think ‘like a poet’”.