A panelist, you say?! “Well what do ya know about that, Bert!”
I’m jazzed to be a part of the panel on poetry where I hope to extol to virtues of the small press and DIY self-publishing a bit! As ever, I see it as a necessary option in a corporate/conglomerate world that values products over the art (and the humans) behind them.
Any-who…If you’re in Albuquerque on Halloween, I’ll be there most of the day — checking out panels and hocking my humble wares…so pop on by and say, “hey.” I’ll be the guy dressed as a wry, brooding “drunk poet…”
The Yay...
And a fine time was had by most!
What a treat to read poems in one of the epicenters of American poetry, at Specs’ no less with Bill Taylor, Jr. and a few more of the city’s finest — and at one of the best bars in San Francisco. Pretty darn great.
And then to bum around the bay, from a San Leandro earthquake through sunburn at Alcatraz, fine meals at Scoma’s and R&G Lounge, caviar on the waterfront, tacos beside Lake Merritt, Waymos, SF MoMA, and cocktails on a cliffhouse patio while listening to tunes plunked out on a grand piano as the sun sets and a little bat friend flits by. Yep, I loves me some adventure!




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