BOB KAUFMAN poet of ecstatic litany Bob Kaufman’s poetry of jazz echoes Bob Kaufman is a traveler of deep space Bob Kaufman is a holder of many sorrows Bob Kaufman in syncopated dream chanter Bob Kaufman speaks from his flawless memory Bob Kaufman suffers along with the drumbeats Bob Kaufman rides along on his word cotillion Bob Kaufman does not monetize the … [Read more...]
Poems from Matt Hill’s Pellucid Inferno
High End Dirt The place had all the looks of Defeat, the faded Idols of the Marketplace having absconded to parts unknown, the place now littered with mid-age outliers amidst the wreckage of rust, posthumous flotsam washed up upon veracity’s shore, affordable garbage still making demands on being a right, not a privilege, the gravity of commerce doppler-shifting towards any … [Read more...]
“Street Corner” and “Process” – Matt Hill
A hypothetical encounter between poets Philip Lamantia and Bob Kaufman on a San Francisco street corner. Since both lived in the same North Beach neighborhood, loitered in the same cafes, and more than likely knew each other, this depicted encounter may actually have far-fetchedly occurred. K. is shifting from one foot to the other. He directs his utterances toward the cars … [Read more...]
