Monday, July 29, 2013
I had fun wandering around and hearing poems coming towards me from all directions. That's a true New York way to do things: go at your target from every conceivable direction. I heard many good poems. The day was sunny and hot, and I didn't bring enough money for the food trucks. I'm not going to write an essay or review about my experience, but I was happy to read a few poems, "Cousin" which is a poem as a letter to a famous (dead) American poet, "Summer Song" which is about love and apocalyptic movies, and "The Materiality of the Signifier" which is about what it is about.