30 ene. 2006

Check out this collaborative poem. Jim McCrary and I did the Kansas sections. I believe that part I wrote goes--

I am not a painter; I am a poet.
A cento of white glass, a curio,
A cameo. A bad translation of Tu Fu,
A snowball running down a hill.
There is no hill. Glass! Glass! Glass!
Ginsberg slept here. Kansas spleen.
Wearing ridiculous hats as a badge of honor.
For example. Other examples include
Eating while still full, using words you
Don't know the meaning of. Making inappropriate hand signals.

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