They’re all reading each other’s poetry, so why aren’t you reading it? Oh. You don’t like it? Because it’s boring and it’s only on sale in university bookstores? You should tell them that. You did? What did they say? They told you they’d put it on Amazon, and that they were interested in the parallels their poetry drew between a 21st century re-imagining of Nicanor Parra as curated by Jorie Graham’s mother? Oh girl, don’t even tell me they said their books had a conceit. About what? An ironic manuscript written as language poetry interpreted by the ghost of Ezra Pound? I heard one of them was excommunicated from the Skull & Bones club for rhyming. And they don’t talk about Joseph anymore. Joseph expressed himself in narrative imagery. Last I heard he’s working at a co-op farm in Oregon. He sells homemade dishwasher magnets on Ebay. . . . Read More: → In the ice house, we all freeze
In the ice house, we all freeze
They’re all reading each other’s poetry, so why aren’t you reading it? Oh. You don’t like it? Because it’s boring and it’s only on sale in university bookstores? You should tell them that. You did? What did they say? They told you they’d put it on Amazon, and that they were interested in the parallels their poetry drew between a 21st century re-imagining of Nicanor Parra as curated by Jorie Graham’s mother? Oh girl, don’t even tell me they said their books had a conceit. About what? An ironic manuscript written as language poetry interpreted by the ghost of Ezra Pound? I heard one of them was excommunicated from the Skull & Bones club for rhyming. And they don’t talk about Joseph anymore. Joseph expressed himself in narrative imagery. Last I heard he’s working at a co-op farm in Oregon. He sells homemade dishwasher magnets on Ebay. . . . Read More: → In the ice house, we all freeze