Randolph said,
>I cannot see how the author of the original "joke" thought that
>there was any place on this list for such libellous fantasies. An
>apology from him would not be out of order.
I'm not sure if Randolph refers to the "joke" of my post, or to
another joke concerning bestiality by Erminia or Gabe. I think my
post was transparently jokey enough to not give anyone Offense,
least of all Senor Gudding, who I KNOW was not offended, he
being the artist par excellance of the ancient and hallowed tradition
of love-wack insult, in all mediums written.
You have to understand: Immediately after I told my story about
Gabe's exciting gabinete adventures with the Oulipian Hairy Mutts,
Gabe and I started up a thrilling back channel email
correspondence pertaining to my inviting him to read this fall in my
HCC Major Poets Series, in return for which he is promising to try
to get my next editorial project published by a leading vanguard
press run by Harry Matthews out of Paris and Milan. As Gabe put
it to me, jokingly, "back-channel": *You hit my duck and I hit
yours; that's the way the poetry world works today.* Of course, this
is pure poppycock: I am inviting Gabe to read because I love and
admire his pornographic and animal-abuse poetry; he is going to
the mat for me on my next book because he believes I am an
unusual talent to be dealt with.
But, all of that aside, I *do* want to say, in case anyone is writing
GG b-c, urging him to sue me for my having made public a very
private encounter:
I made it all up. And I promise, cross my heart, and hope to die if I
ever hit my duck on this list again.
Kent
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