July 8, 2021 / barton smock
plural, also
Also: I currently have three signed copies each on my person of the self-published titles listed below. animal masks on the floor of the ocean June 2019, 124 pages signed copy 15.00 an old idea one had of stars Feb 2020, 58 pages signed copy 12.00 rocks have the softest shadows Dec 2020, 237 pages signed copy 20.00 can be purchased via paypal (bartsmock@gmail.com) or Venmo @Barton-Smock-1 or CashApp $BartonSmock email bartonsmock@yahoo.com with inquiries or to request PDF ~ Also: Kazim Ali, from the Kenyon Review, Poetry Today The newest in poetry might not be in literary magazines or MFA programs, though some of it is, to be sure. But those institutions, like publishing, book-selling, prize-giving, and the all-consuming work of publicity and promotion, often reward things other than literary merit. Some good writing is published by the biggest presses—but not much. The most interesting work is happening “off the radar” so to speak. One of the best “books” of poetry I have ever read was ten pieces of typing paper, printed one sided, side-stapled and distributed on the consignment shelves of used bookstores in Portland, Oregon in an edition of 80 copies by a poet named Timmy Straw. Another is a compendium of poems published on the Lulu platform by a poet named Barton Smock who lives outside Columbus, Ohio. I met Timmy by accident at a dinner party at Matthew Dickman’s house; Bart Smock I sought out myself but didn’t meet him in person until six or seven years after I’d stumbled across his self-published book at Rafiq Washington’s great Cleveland-based joint Guide to Kulchur. (January 12 2021) ~ Also: NEXT NOTES Saturday I wait to care for my still sleeping brother as a tennis ball sighs its dog back and forth on a television screen. Who can sleep, with all this care? Patience is a midwestern agony. It doesn’t last, but death can’t watch.
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