Ocupation: Poet
Life: December 15, 1937 - October 14, 2014
Birthday: December 15
Death: October 14
Most of the people are no thicker than Formica, yet they hunger obscurely for some continuity with the place and with each other.
Topics: People, Hunger, Continuity
Bill Knott's poems are . . . rhetorical fluff . . . and fake.
Topics: Fake, Bills, Fluff
It's just this epidemic unimportance, this pervasive feeling that just about everything is "no big deal," that drives these ordinary people to those fast-food joints, there to try to fill with carbohydrates the spiritual and emotional emptiness gnawing inside them.
Topics: Spiritual, Emotional, Epidemics, Carbohydrates