I'm pretty late on the Jack Spicer train, but so is the rest of the world. At least Peter Gzzi thinks so. That's why in a January issue a The Nation (for which he now edits the poetry section) he plopped down 2 Spicer nuggets. Nuggets for super liberals. I'm stealing one so you don't have to subscribe. But you should. Subscribe I mean.
2 poems by Jack Spicer
Ghosts all of them. Doers of no good.
Present events defy us, the past
For a funeral (as I live and breathe and speak)
The blog title comes from something my Dad used to say to me when I'd talk shit. Usually in his direction. It was also this guys name in a 1985 American Tribute to Orphans-