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Herman Sutter
St. Agnes Academy -- Librarian
1999-present |
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While I was attending the University of Saint Thomas I learned about the Englishpoet/librarian Phillip Larkin and decided then and there that poet/librarian sounded like the perfect job for me. And now after getting my M. S. in Library Science from the University of North Texas (in December 1994) and composing several reams of poetry, I think my odd little dream of a life has once again come true. |
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My Background |
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I was born in Des Moines, Iowa on a dark stormy night while the war with the Eskimos raged across the muddy Mississippi through the howling of zephyrs and the rapacious yet buccolic paddling of steamboats clink clanking up stream in search of salmon croquets while the melodious strains of Rex Ingram's Samson Agonistes played pinochle on the antique Kentuckians sloshing ambidextrously through the mossy brown
isolates of corn-fed Iowans and the rough-hewn hide of civil conversation. |
| My Interests |
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| I guess that the best - and fastest - way to really get to know me is by discovering the potential charms of mayonnaise. |
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My love for movies borders on the moronic. After much experience, I have learned that
the best movies always include at least a cameo by Erik Rhodes, Franklin Pangborn, William Demarest or Lilian Gish. If you asked me to recommend a movie or two I would probably recommend
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The greatest thing that ever happened to me was getting married.
The most memorable thing involved a troubling sinus condition, a quart of chocolate milk, two twinkies, and a series of rather inane knock knock jokes. |
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Tolstoy and Dostoevsky are my favorite authors, and William Carlos Williams, Jane Kenyon and Dante are the poets I read most often and most rewardingly. But when I grow up I want to be a singing cowboy or a juggling carrot. |
| And these are my three little angels (Lucia, Isabel and Sophia) after Isabel was in Peter Pan at Miller Outdoor Theater. She was one of the indians. |
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And here we are in San Antonio. It was wonderful that the people of San Antonio were so eager to celebrate my happiness, but I would have been happier if they'd spelled my name correctly. |
"When I look back on my life nowadays, which I sometimes do,
what strikes me most forcibly about it is that what seemed at the time most significant
and seductive, seems now most futile and absurd. For instance, success
in all of its various guises; being known and being praised; ostensible pleasures,
like acquiring money and seductive women, or traveling, going to and from in the world
and up and down in it like Satan, explaining and experiencing whatever
Vanity Fair has to offer. In retrospect, all these exercises in self-gratification
seem pure fantasy, what Pascal called,"licking the earth."
--Malcolm Muggeridge |
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