Friday, May 27, 2005

Another view of Jack Spicer

there was his poem
about the ugly gardener's son,
Crotchety Priapus,

weary in the weeds without the hots
for anyone

let's hope Death
has a big one
for Jack

Jonathan Williams
from: 50! Epithytes,-taphs, -tomes, -grams, -thets! 50!

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