…something large to start your day, and something small because mine is a busy one. I’ve a passion for the modernists, in case no one has paid attention here, and I enjoy browsing the ubuweb when I have extra time, or when I’m procrastinating having extra time, and I’ve been going to the conceptual poetry section on a regular basis, trying to read one of these a day this past week, so I’ll start you out with the second one I read, Howard Fried “The Cheshire Cat, Part 1.” I won’t be back until next week. Meetings, meetings, and meetings await my presence. So does Saskatoon. Maybe they have a saloon or two I can attend as well. Learn a few new tricks. Yeehaw.

3 thoughts on “CONCEPTUAL POETRY

  1. Or is that the other way around, techinically when I’m bad, I’m good. Well, you know what I’m like. šŸ˜‰

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