Look. Ginsberg’s wandering “off down empty corridors / in search of a toilet.” His beard, his clothes, his speech are wild. Stand a moment and catch glimpses of his glimpses. But don’t look him in the eye; there’s a mystic fire gleaming there, and if you catch it, you’ll be like him. Hopkins is his … More 5 Poetic, and 1 Novelized, Failures Part 2
What is a poet? There are the laureates recognized by the crown. The few who gather a community or a following around them. Or at least those who have been published. But what about the poets who had nothing? What about the opium addicts, the unpublished, and the unread? What about all those musty manuscripts … More 5 Poetic Failures Part 1
What do you think of when I say punk rock? Probably some suspiciously angry kid with chains and leather and spikes. Maybe a DIY ethic at odds with the industry. Or a hastily drawn anarchy sign that’s more fashion than substance. But do you think poetry when I say punk? Why not? Let’s think about this. Where’s … More A Defense of the Poetics of Punk Rock
The Golden Echo 