The Poet Who Hated My Poems

Breakfast with Allen Ginsberg, my last book of poems,

takes its title from a British Poet Laureate

who hated my poems. In this week’s

New Yorker, the poet who hated my poems,

Sir Andrew Motion (a friend who knew him said

that people in England called him slow) he wrote

a poem. It’s pretty good.

 

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

4 Comments

  1. Thanks for pointing to this poem. I’m glad you’re more generous than he is.
    Wikipedia has a good bio of him. And his poetryarchive.org is worth exploring

  2. “Slow” like “slow-witted” or “slow to complete a poem?” I guess they’re different. I don’t know how the slow poet provides the title, Breakfast, etc.

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