Rupert - "fascinated", "amazed", you're deeply impressed, it seems. Of
course, I whisper through a mini-hurricane of nods, yes -everyone wants to
be read-, more or less. But are you so amazed - really so amazed - that
people have reservations or at least are cautious, when here we go
Armitage has his sleeping bag at Radio One (specifically to the exclusion
of other types), telly poetry is community criticism (however liberal or
laid back its rant), and when the blazoned name is more blazon than name?
Does this astound? Or is that the rhetoric of a supposed superiority, I'd
point maybe to Barthes' Blind and Dumb Crit. etc. Aren't there enough
(momentarily to stifle the phrase's accompanying howl of indifference)
poetry assassins? To shout about something IS to alter it, just as it
is to whisper; poetry need not stitch up its own version of the market
garb, merely to deny the nakedness of writers' identity crises. Though I
take your point, wish I had access to more, knew more, heard more, was
told more. But what is known is when told, new (at the very least).
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