Friday, April 19, 2013

When Poets Let Other Poets Know About a Manhunt

Actually, I got nothing. Woken up at 6:00 AM by my mother, a poet, calling to tell me that another Poet friend of hers who lives on our street had notified her by email that the BPD, Cambridge Police, Watertown Police and "helicopter, police boat, 50 cops, robot, homeland security, state troopers, dogs, etc." were all apparently doing a house to house search of every street where every Cambridge Poet had ever lived. Its almost a parody of "Universe Ends: Hub Man Injured." I'll see what Proust has to say about this later. I know my mother recently re-finished Beowulf so maybe he has some insights.


  1. I'm expecting a post on National Poetry Month from you before April is done! (Mine is gestating.) Otherwise, I'll tell your mom on you!

  2. Also, the Seamus Heaney translation of Beowulf, another, or the original Old English? (It sounds cool spoken aloud.)