ANOTHER PULITZER PRIZE-WINNING BOOK OF POEMS
I don’t know which is more humiliating. That I read it
straight through in one sitting, grinning and grieving
in all the right places. Or that I acquired it free for review
and still felt cheated, but nevertheless slipped it into my bookcase
alongside a half-dozen other volumes by the same implacable scribbler.
I was joshing you about going to this AWP<br />thing<br /><br />crowds …at best… suck,…<br /><br />imagine ME at a convention of 8,000 POETS poeting!?!!<br /><br />no way hozesay!<br /><br />I'll put the answer phone on for those 3 days<br /><br />just in case "what's her name" calls
Unfortunately (?), no. One day our physical paths will cross, though. I feel a tremor in the force….
hey Joe..<br /><br />you coming here next week<br />for that AWP "thing"?<br /><br />ther'll be<br /><br />(as so they advertise)<br />350 Poet/Presenters<br />&<br />8,000 Poet Tasters<br />in attend-dance<br /><br />this book/author gonna be there?<br />signing his ….<br />book?<br /><br />this book<br />so to those new American Automobiles…<br /><br />I wouldn't buy