April 19

We have too much exhibitionism and not enough voyeurism in poetry we have plenty of bass and not enough treble, more amber beer than the frat boys can drink but less red wine than meets the lip in this beaker of the best Bordeaux, too much thesis, too little antithesis and way too much New York Times in poetry we've had too much isolationism and too few foreign entanglements we need more Baudelaire on the quai d'Anjou more olive trees and umbrella pines fewer leafless branches on the rue Auguste Comte too much sociology not enough Garcia Lorca more colons and dashes fewer commas less love based on narrow self-interest more lust based on a feast of kisses too many novels too few poems too many poets not enough poetry