If I ever write a book, I might ask Alfred Nicol if I can borrow these lines from "Bad Head Day" for an epigraph --
Poetaster spitting up inanities,
Or making perfect mermaids out of manatees;
An awful lot of nothing in the aggregate;
Paralegal for the devil’s advocate.
Even leaving Anthony Harrington aside, there's a baker's dozen of other poems I could single out: a real pleasure, going through this issue
Best,
Ed
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