Saturday, May 14, 1977 THE MICHIGAN DAILY Page Seven AnnArbo 's access to video By PAUL SHAPIRO IN 'Q2 THE Federal Communications C(onmiss On r a 1 e d that any cable televsiion stations opening their doors after that date would be required to allow the citizens of their area local co'nsnnnications ability. One year later the Cable Vision Company initiated a cable station in Ann Arbor, and under the new regulations brought a Public Access channel to the city. Sittated across from the Fleetwood Dliner at 208 W. Liberty, the Access fa- cilities are in full operation today. Un- der the leadership of Jeanne Nichols, Executive Director, the station offers a wide variety of equipment, training, and involvement to those interested in video. Public Access technical facilities in- clude five Sony half-inch video porta- paks, three half-inch studio cameras, six editing decks ranging from a Pana- sonic 3130 to a Sony 8650, and accesso- ries such as headphones, lights, camera extensions, etc. . . . In addition Access has a small television studio with a three camera set-up, and a mix board capable of takes, keys, and limited snecial effects. " WE'RE LOOKING for a broad base citizen involvement," says Direc- tor Nichols. "The whole concept of Public Access is for the people of Ann Arbor to communicate with one an- other." The station's personnel is train- ed to instruct in porta-pak operation and editing skills. A three hour train- ing session is mandatory before one checks out equipment for the first time. Over the past two years Public Access programming has varied from shows on African awareness in the media, and transcendental meditation, to documen- taries and senior citizen shows. Several programs are produced through Uni- versity classes, as well as one through a community resources course at a local high school. Nichsoats is currently working on a prstgram that woald stapply mini-grants to local directors usiag the Access fa- cility. In this instance, the station would wssrk as a clearing house for loscal film- nakers. Iler staff wwtld take proposals for programs on local issstes, screen them, and take qtuality programming to local businesses for financial backing in the form of prodaaction costs. Along similar lines, Access is look- ing to train technicians to crew shows in the community for those who wish to produce programs, but not get in- volved on the technical end. Hopefully this would lead to technicians trained to work as professional units. The cable has 8,500 subscribers so there is great viewer potential. Public Access is located at channel nine on the cable dial. Access is open from 9-11:30 and 2- 10:00 Monday, Tuesday and Friday, and 2-10:00 Wednesday and Thursday. Their phone number is 769-7422. mUII rnot y ^L..V I on-a Executive Director Jeanne Nichols 1r w 11wlr w Irlrl lw w w rll rwl w Ho me grown reads best from Mount Paugus and Other Consideration without focus. And anyone who has experienced the Wilbur nails bent over. by Walter H. Clark, Jr., Abat- T absemi ndet do 'frustration of interminable slavery in His bodyehasucked up rheumatism li ditions of the University of Ne- The dog is inside the fog, the stacks will probably concur with the He chuckles asparagus out of the group at Omaha, 1976, 59 pp., $7.95 Out nowhere in particulaf. birds in "Library Pigeons." te is god out of a piece of hard fruit The fog knows the dog, saying nothing. d edition (200 copies). Out not exactly. Smells old; like a shed, a barrel, like Fog is everywheere, the promise of mold. View Poems toir E braska Limite rTHIS ke nd: By MARNIE HEYNi Eshale without inhale. Dog is somewhere. IS A CAVIAR volume of poetry snuff, snort, worry about. from one of Ann Arbor's finest writ- ers, critics, and teachers. It is impres- sive both for well-crafted style and for startling candor of expression, which yet avoids boordom and soppiness. - It isn't a match of the sort Matchmakers approve. My mind is at love to your mind Like a dog in the fog. Silence of your mind before birds sing, The Saturday Magazine dItr 8\ In this book, Clark tackles challenging themes and complex attitudes with an economy of construction which approach- es tacturnity, but stops short of secre- tiveness and arrogant idiosyncracy: a delicate balance. His writing is charac- terized by a chastening precision of lan- guage, even when he is articulating rath- er slippery insights. His wry humor and lively imagination prevent his poems from becoming simple technical feats. Although many of the poems here refer to common observations and literary commonplaces, they are consistently orig- inal. In large part their originality de- rives from a wrenching of preconcep- tions, as in this love poem from the third section of the book, By Cold Mountain, Dog In the Fog sy mind is at love toyourmind Like a dog in the fog. Hopefully, self-protectingly humorous, Perhaps rather shaggy, dog, Name of Victor, or Vector, Trotting around at a dog's trot, Stooping to peer at a bog's trout, Sniffing at bushes, Casting fitful different directions, The thing a dog knows, Location; point to point. Seemingly considerate, fog Has a beauty of accommodation To the slow roB of the land, Itieb swamp, Its allowances to berry and web, Most subtle perfumes of it, Suffuse my lungs Until I tong for concentration To fin coordinates; As if some lecher in a thicket Pointing, might flush His be-alt-end-all in a peacock's wing. Ann Arborites will find familiar scenes in the second section, rendered with deli- cate reflexive irony and sensory acuity. Thanksgivingday at Landgrant College Indian lady Bulked out in your gay sari bull on the wind The Mayflower was just such a sight. All at adds with, Reefed into, a winter coat Vo foam down the walk Pointing a squadron of swart-skinned men. Husband and court, long way from home. Tonight you will cask foe all, Corey, a high smelling confection. The other boarders will not complain. Already the wind has vacuumed the branches. From what I see Billowy sag of Thanksgiving, Nothing to see; Junior professors wringing the library stacks Trailing kids in winter traps; Sidewalks dozing by noon; Silent things, squirrels, swatches of mail drifted in boxes. And what I hear, Bale of the high geese going south, Hale of geese s Halyard coaching against athr flagpole. O pigeons! Have you something Urgent to say to the volumes Huddled at roost in punctilinous rows? "Join us," you say, "in undulant freedom. Bespatter your caves with illegible fewmets; And rising together in sudden tremendum Blacken the sky with the leaves of your learning." Most of the remainder of the second section' is composed of highly literate literary commentary: On A Verse of Herrick Sly Herrick kist Anthea's shooe; Ay, vowed he would kiss further too. Think you her sangfroid quite destroyed? So sad, his not forseeing Freud Whose signal ease betrays the wished- For haven of the fetishist; Desiring all, he settles on a part, Pricking a moral tale foe love, far art. Clark fleshes out the children's Bible story in "Joseph" ("The unbalanced panniers of his mind,/ Half prophecy, half insolence,/ Going the long journey into servitude."), and pays his.respects in "For Thomas Merton": I liked The way you worked the soul out In fresh air. It seemed A whole lot clearer Than our slog. Of course I went Another way. You helped, Though how is hard to say.. I think of what You said About desire Doubling on its track; And of yourbrief - Astonishment, Far out And sudden In that foreign place. In New Hampshire, the first section of the book, Clark interweaves interpreta- tions of impressions of people and ac- tivities from his childhood with more mature observations of the correspond- ence between culture and nature. "Wil- bur's Garden' is a portrait of a man who has grown to look like what he does: In the title poem, "View from Mount Paugus," the speaker uses a visual per- spective to establish a historical analogy, Thereis no god here out of any book, No pine speaks to us, granite hasn't a tongue In its head. High up Carrigan's Outlook The wind is alone. We are grown up now, Knowing our reasons, climbing into an age. Think like the Indiana, dancing with stone His slow hoisted thought from shoulder and chest, The world breeze stirring the leaves of his longs. We are the world now, a world we raise And climb; the White Man's world, city and road, Synapse and ganglion made manifest. Here in this grove halfway we 'disengage, Turning the same cold eye upon our ways As Penacook upon palavering Puritan. Clark's p o e m s utilize support from spoken language and very individual diction; reading aloud reinforces their meaning. View from Mount Paugus is exceptionally appealing as a physical ob- ject. Decorative type, antique laid paper, and a slightly fuzzy denim cover-as well as the poetry--make the book very pleas- ant to have around. And even the minor flaws in the verse are promising: the occasional awkwardness or inelegancy is a portent of Calrk's further development as a writer. Atarnie eyn is a gra/ua/e student in Eaglis/a. Book awards NEW YORK (AP) - Three authors were recently honored for books published in 1976. The American Revolution Round Table awarded its prize for the best book on the Ameri- can Revolution to Charles Bracelen Flood for his book "Rise, and Fight Again," a his- tory of four American defeats and how they were overcome. The Society of Children's Book Writers gave its Golden Kite Award to Eve Bunting for her young people's novel, "One More Flight." The winner of the award for the best book of belles lettres in English written by a non-native speaker of English from Africa nr Asia was T. Obinkaram Ech- ewa, for "The Land's Lord."