Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Take a Flarf Poet to Lunch Day

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2 comments:

Tin said...

They slurp their soup and talk with food in their mouths. Believe me. Language poets seldom touch their food because they talk nonstop. I'd take a Beat to the assisted living dining room.

I had lunch witeh the then Goveror Huckabee. He was real nice. He had non of the eating disorders mentined above, but he didn'd write verse, at least as far as I know.

It's difficult eating lunch with a Christian, though, because you know that in effect your sandwich was made upstairs. Really, a sandwich is a poor representation of creative design, but it's great as a sandwich-in-itself.

Kurt said...

I believe "Pat" needs a restraining order re Flarf Poetry, whatever that is. Although, its highly probable that "Pat" is himself a Flarf poet who is unable at this time to generate any original material. Why not copy someone else?