Maxioms by David Antin
A myth is the name of a terrible lie told by a smelly little brown person to a man in read more
A myth is the name of a terrible lie told by a smelly little brown person to a man in a white suit with a pair of binoculars.
I can manage a prose format as long as I keep closer to Laurence Sterne than to Henry James.
I can manage a prose format as long as I keep closer to Laurence Sterne than to Henry James.
I didn't think about whether I was writing poems. I was thinking. And the more I was thinking, the more read more
I didn't think about whether I was writing poems. I was thinking. And the more I was thinking, the more there was I didn't understand.
From this entertainment industry, may the gods of language protect us.
From this entertainment industry, may the gods of language protect us.
Growing up in Brooklyn in the '40s and following the war in the papers and on the radio every day, read more
Growing up in Brooklyn in the '40s and following the war in the papers and on the radio every day, the world looked very different to us then.