Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Overread at Booth 5: Reading MR's 366 ...


Screw Whitman, screw Eliot, screw Pound and all those prats.
The only true poetry is the ballad in which the tanner
bleeds the baby
of the lord and the lady,
and that, my friends, is that.

from 366

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