You Know Me
Ok, you’ve written and published a lot about radical poets before, but who are you, Really?
Well, I’ve got pages posted at the top of The Scene with my semi-formal biography and with personal notes about why I ever got interested about The Beats.
But other than that, you know me. I’m just a writer like all of you know. I’m the guy you always see at coffee houses over in the corner writing furiously in my black Moleskine, dressed like a writer with funny glasses and wearing clunky boots. You’ve seen me everywhere. Don’t expect me ever to look up unless you come over and say hi. Then I’ll tell you what I’m writing about. Of course I may be writing about you. But anyway—you know me.
I’m going to use a similar voice to Ezra Pound in his ABC’s of Reading and Robert Peters in his Great Poetry Bake-off series. I will be personal, confident, not angry or anything, but not academic and not full of jargon theory. I’m not going to feel any need to back everything up everything I say and believe with hard evidence or whatever. Editors, critics, and peer reviewers like that sort of thing. But, you know, the Enlightenment was supposed to have gone out of style when the Romantics came on the scene. I also ramble a lot.
More early considerations to follow.
So follow The Scene and let’s get going.