Monday, February 28, 2005

Maclin Horton, Man-Poet

Time to use my massive cultural influence to recommend the poetry of Maclin Horton.

The genre is what I like to call "man poetry." Now I'm not suggesting that chicks can't write good, but to me there's just something about poems that smell of cigars and Aqua Velva and Vitalis. T.S. Eliot, W.B. Yeats, Matthew Arnold, Raymond Carver -- fine man poets all.

Don't get all girly on me and complain about my short list above. Just click on over to Mr. Horton's site and enjoy.

UPDATE: My apologies for a less-than-eloquent endorsement. Honestly, I used to pore over the handwritten notes to the typewritten drafts of The Wasteland, carefully evaluating Ezra Pound's suggestions. But years of pop culture immersion (and travel aboard Cleveland public transit) have left me unable to form sentences. YouknowwhatI'msayindawg? Wordmuthaf**ckin'shitstraightupG.

1 Comments:

Maclin Horton said...

Wow. Thanks. I would've thought "man poet" referred to, like, Ted Hughes and stuff. Considering that I'm just a geeky bookworm, I'm both flattered and amused. My wife will guffaw and ask "Then why can't he fix anything?"

You do realize it only encourages poets when you give them the impression somebody's actually reading what they write? I'll have to post some more. Maybe even write some more.

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