The purely conceptual poem does not necessitate the direct experience of the words: this is about as radical a claim for something calling itself poetry as has been made in the present century. That the idea of pure conceptualism is radical in the field of poetry speaks volumes of the relative conservatism of poetry….
If you can swallow this pseudo-intellectual claptrap and wish to waste 40 some minutes of your time, read the rest of Robert Archambeau’s hilarious attempt to transform Kenny Goldsmith and his motley crew from con-men (and con-women: must not forget the likes of Vanessa Place) into geniuses of tedium.
And if you’d prefer to spend even more time with a more entertaining and—well—saner individual, check out Amy King’s far more insightful take at The Rumpus.
And you thought it was Silly Season only in Washington!
Wake me when the potty's over.
I'm<br />for one<br />sticking with the<br /><br />inconsequential…<br /><br />I read both the Abacrombie thing and the Amy king <br />thing<br /><br />they and all the other Goldsmiths and et ceteras<br />can stick with the<br /><br />consequential<br /><br />all sides pick thing up<br />& beat-it-to-death<br /><br />ad nauseum ….. <br /><br /><br /><br />