Lately, I have had the feeling that the poetry world is currently at the lip of a wave. To be on the lip of a wave, to see the speed with which we are moving, fills me with elation. So much dynamic and interesting shit is going on. Poets all over are conversing and collaborating in a way that has not yet been fully explored. It seems like the community is finally getting used to the interweb and beginning to embrace it. Journals are everywhere at the moment. Who can keep up with all of the readings? Don't you want to go to all of them? It seems like there is so much going on that I am hustling just stay abreast of it all. It's exhilarating, really.
But where there's a game and players, there will be haters. The funny thing is, though, the Trainwreck Union is actually getting things done while they have to beg poets to submit.
1 comment:
hating on the haters can become a contagion.
Post a Comment