Thursday, March 16, 2006

repeating myself, oh my god, was that (reading last night at danny’s) good. it was like a séance for berrigan, ginsberg, others i am leaving out who have picked poetry up and moved it a mile down the road for a better view. and not just because chuck wrote some extra howlers into a supermarket in california, or that the spitfire candor of susie when she reads is something one can see jump off the page and join her.

but because i was too agape to take notes, because chuck said godforsaken computer that the greeks chose not to name, and because susie said i like tits but only my own.

someone with a press or just money, please bring her work back into print.

influx of several good, new books in the last week, I’ve read the first page of them all, maybe next to read the second page of them all and on, glitch rock for far sight and antsy.

see also: kenny g’s letters

what was the yummy trappist beer poured in a tulip-shaped glass we were drinking that ended in sous? someone who also drank it please comment in.


Blogger Kerri said...

answer to my own question. Maredsous Tripel.

8:31 AM  

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