Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Jordan Davis gets flarftastic
in the Village Voice. Like Josh, I find inspiration elusive
, so I've returned to my homophonic Portuguese translations, resulting perhaps in a sort of American surrealism
? Or not. The stuff is awful Simic-y. But I kind of like Simic, so sue me. Sometimes quirky is enough.
Anyone got a reading report on Ada Limon's jaunt in the Bronx from last night? The horrors of the quotidien prevented my attendance . . .