Whilst sitting in my doctor's waiting room, reading only the cartoons in April's New Yorker, I stumbled upon a chilling photo of two young men. They were so... haunting... that I read the title of the piece (Couplet by Rebecca Mead). Upon finding out they were, in fact, twin poets from Portland, Oregon, I began to frantically flip the pages of the article, and read all of the paragraphs to it, in no particular order. Why I read the article this way I could not really explain, except perhaps that I felt at any moment I could be called back by the doctor, and was skimming it urgently for the best parts.
Oh, and they were the creepy twins from Minority Report. The "precogs" or whatever. I had to look that up, though, cuz I haven't seen it.
* They both went to UT Austin for MFAs because it was the only school that took both of them.
* They work to not be associated with each other, as writers, but are oft mentioned together (see: all the articles ever when you google them, + this blog entry).
* I can tell them apart when looking at them, but I mix them up when I read them. I'm having a hard time picking a favorite.
* A lot of their poetry is about the rough-and-tumble bad parts of Portland.
* Their mother's stepfather was the father of Sharon Olds. Sharon Olds writes a lot about her father/grandfather. Whenever their class was asked to read Sharon Olds, the boys were excused, because their mother didn't want them to learn about the men in their family in a negative poetic light.
Here's a tiny photo of them being playful!
I'm not sure that I am in love with their work (I haven't yet read it extensively, and love takes time), but I love poetry, and I love this story. In the end, they may be more famous for this twin-as-phot-op thing than their work, but hey, great photo ops. and i will be reading both of their books, eventually.
Labels: new yorker, poet plug, twin fantasy
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