My wife's in Cambridge today & so I've sent her to sniff out some books at Heffer's. Anything by Carol Watts, anything new and interesting by Prynne. She's just called to say that I'm out of luck. Not a sausage.
Now I'm wondering where you'd go in Cambridge - that hotbed of UK alternative poetics - to buy your books? In my mind's eye, shelves packed with Salt volumes, Andrea Brady, John Wilkinson, The Prynne ... .
I mean to say ...
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Today, boys and girls, we’re going to look at ‘Song of the Chinchilla’ by Lisa Jarnot*. I liked the poem immediately – and I’ve given it to ...
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April Fool?
2 comments:
I'm not sure any such shop would survive for long! One must pay the rent...
W
Point taken - but surely of all places?
I love the alphabetise volume.
Reading Waldrop has made me think about how much more I could 'let in' to my writing. Too much Graham Foust & you clench up.
Reading Watts has the same effect - she reminds me of Bernadette Meyer in some ways (I wonder, did this start as a Meyer Writing Experiment?). Also, oddly, Laurie Anderson. D'you know her early work? Kooky New Yorky 'I was walking down the street the other day' stuff.
Long, long ago I saw some LA works at the ICA. She'd made little books - much like Watts' volume - with instructions in the same style as Yoko Ono's pieces.
Anyway, I, too, have ordered some Watts books.
Cheers
The C.
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