I hate to admit it but in Bill Knott’s latest reorganization of his blogs I missed one of the best—his blog devoted to “Appreciations and Praise” for poets old and new. Knott is no critic in the professional sense; his readings—passionate, notational, principled, funny, honest—would be unlikely to grace the all-but-airless journals both in print and online that talk about poetry as if it were nothing more than an exercise in coy allusion and craven distillations of influence. Knott has an eye and an ear for the original (remember originality?), the audaciously creative (remember creativity?), the profound (remember … well, way back when poetry actually attempted to illuminate depths instead of treating the Real as if it were nothing but a faceted disco ball spinning inside the poet’s head). Anyway, I recommend that you swing by this expression of Knott’s fundamental generosity of spirit, which is available everywhere in his own poems, and now in this heartening praise-blog.