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Blue Suede Shoes Redux: The Specimen Issue

Legend has it that that Keith Abbott joined the mimeograph underground by liberating a ream of paper from the WWSC English Department supply closet, acquiring a quire of stencils (one may say that now), and finding someone with a mimeograph … Continue reading

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René Taupin’s André Salmon

André Salmon was important to the “Objectivists” because he, “like his friend Guillaume Apollinaire,” was among “the generation which devolved from Symbolism.” The methods which they “devolved” were similar to that of the “Objectivists.” Symbolism discarded, André Salmon now wrote … Continue reading

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Montreal Mastermind

The praise or public proclamation poem in the US is not exactly a lost art but one that has been relegated to inaugural sentiment, politic posture, public polemic, and John Philip Sousa huzzahs.  In fact, under tight-ass Anglo constraints, the … Continue reading

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hard as nails

hard as nails  by Carol Ciavonne (in response to the Anselm Hollo Challenge) In my art studio/laundry room, a fly-specked postcard leans on the window sill.  This is the poem printed on it:  hard as nails  hard as nails    we … Continue reading

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I Remember Tom Clark

I Remember Tom Clark  (with a tip of the laurel crown to Joe Brainard) by Pat Nolan I remember the first time I heard Tom Clark’s name mentioned was at the Bull’s Eye Tavern in Monterey, California in 1966 or … Continue reading

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Poetry Is A Crowded Room, Part 2

Poetry Is A Crowded Room, Part 2 Excerpt from Ode To Sunset, A Year in the Life of American Genius a fiction by Pat Nolan  Attending the Cirque De Penumbroi, a poetry happening in the partially demolished Reed Hotel south … Continue reading

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Bromige Was Here

Bromige Was Here Remembering David Bromige (1933-2009) by Pat Nolan David Bromige was here.  Although, truth be told, he wasn’t from here.  Like many coastal Northern Californians, he was from elsewhere: England, then Canada, and finally, rustication north of the … Continue reading

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