I bought Paglia's Break, Blow, Burn tonight on the way back from NC, and turned, of course, to her essay on Joni Mitchell's "Woodstock as soon as I got here. Nothing Paglia points to is not in the lyric, but I don't think it belongs in the book. Still, if anyone as skilled and passionate as Paglia ever wrote anything like that about one of my poems, I'd be high for a decade.
More about the book, Creeley, Williams, and just what the hell I mean by "accessible" in the next few days. Too wired and tired tonight.
9:15:04 PM
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