So we live on an 'unimproved' street...no sidewalks or curbs. We do have mailboxes...just like the little ones on your screens only they dont talk much. The mail person puts up the little flag when there is mail and then drives off. Dont get much, bills mostly, New Yorker and a very, very few poetry mags. I have been expecting a Sprung mag edited by Anne Boyer at the Kansas City Art Institute. I found an empty Diet Dr Pepper can in the mail box the other day...kinda like spam I guess. In my mind someone stole the Sprung and left the can. Not a very fair trade, eh. Well better they didnt throw the can in the yard.
So yesterday there is a House Organ in the box. It is abut 5 or 6 sheets of 81/2x11 paper folded vertically zine that Kenneth Warren has been doing a long time. It usually arrives with a bent or torn corner or some other physically wound..but so what.Its great. And this new issue is mind fucking because I see two contributors names I havent seen for 40 years I bet. Richard Grossinger and Sotere Torregian. Jeez! These were couple of the really first poets I saw in the mags that came out late 1960's . Grossinger, Torregian, Barbara Moraff, Tuli Kupferberg, Ottone M. Riccio etc. etc.
What a trip.