Poetry Bailout!! News

from Charles Bernstein

and poets talking trash about the GOP (Imagine!!)

(thank you, Ron Silliman, for keeping the links going concerning the word)

and from Clive James, part of a poem I must find the rest of... link to review

The book of my enemy has been remaindered
And I am pleased.
In vast quantities it has been remaindered.
Like a van-load of counterfeit that has been seized
And sits in piles in a police warehouse,
My enemy’s much-praised effort sits in piles
In the kind of bookshop where remaindering occurs.
Great, square stacks of rejected books and, between them, aisles
One passes down reflecting on life’s vanities,
Pausing to remember all those thoughtful reviews
Lavished to no avail upon one’s enemy’s book —
For behold, here is that book
Among these ranks and banks of duds,
These ponderous and seemingly irreducible cairns
Of complete stiffs.

(thanks, Jilly Dybka and her Poetry Hut)