Thanks again to Facebook for allowing me to spend hours on the internet doing nothing. A positive side effect? I found this: tightjournal.blogspot.com. Normally when finding a journal I know nothing about I quick flip through the contributors and carry on: Tight 3 Featuring: Nora Almeida, Aaron Belz, David Berman, Sommer Browning, Michael Carr, Shanna Compton, Buck Downs, Jill Alexander Essbaum, Gabriel Gudding, Matt Hart, Mike Hauser, Katy Henriksen, Mark Horosky, David Huddle, Lisa Jarnot, Robert Kelly, Evan Kennedy, John Koethe, Maurice Manning, Chris Martin, Joseph Massey, James Meetze, Andrew Mister, Ryan Murphy, Jess Mynes, Daniel Nester, Cate Peebles, Arlo Quint, Morgan Lucas Schuldt, Sandra Simonds, Ed Skoog, Kathleen Winter, and Charles Wright
Did you catch it? Did you see what I saw? David (fucking) Berman! Is he finally writing poems again? Does anybody know for sure? 5 years ago, "Actual Air" practically made me shit my pants, and my one great regret in life is that I had a chance to see him read at that same time and I passed because I was too big of a pussy to take the train to a rock club. There are 3 pillars to my literary life, and they are: Howl, Actual Air, and The To Sound. To read new Berman poems would totally make my year...
So here is what I lay before you: if anyone knows for sure that new Berman poems are circulating through the small press world, let me know pronto, because this news is like fucking Christmas and I won't sleep much until 1) I read the poems myself, or 2) someone tells me that they are the same old poems, or hot new shit.
I'm waiting.
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If it makes you feel more optimistic I'll say, "Hey, BJ...David Berman is most certainly writing new stuff." And of course, you'll believe me since I'm a David Berman expert.
David Berman's premier book was very funny. Will he continue to write such better-than-Padgett stuff? We shall see, helas, helas. . . we shall see. . .
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