Reading old chapbooks at the Multnomah County Library of PDX street and beat poets circa 1970s, surreal firecracker images popping like bubble gum, Marty Christensen and Doug Spangle and Bad George and Walt Curtis, I have to say this stuff holds up. It's not boring. As opposed to say the Best American Poetry series, flyshit encrusted in amber the moment it hits the page, the neutral neutered tone of part-timers pleading quietly for tenure.
Sounds like the Clunie i used to know at mhcc
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