Jonathan Trenchwheat

From Plastic Tub

Canadian. Born 1927 in Grimsby, Ontario. He comes in reading a book, bumps his nose, laughs, drops a poem discreetly -- no one picks it up. He writes conspirator's notes in blue journal. Moves on: receives? Boots. Form of? A crow.

Trenchwheat's later work was largely accomplished with the aid of macaroni noodles, glitter and paper plates. The Reactive Prophet, however, was rendered by other means.

"There is a bone in your ear which does not belong there!" -- Trenchwheat to Nathanael West, Hollywood, 1939.

"The muthafucka was born in a log-cabin. His Pa, an imposing lumberjack of gargantuan proportions, lurked over his unhappy childhood. His Ma, a flapjack champion, simpered grievously. He was an unhappy youth and shows it in the grimaces and tics he suffers from, a kid of Tourette's, thoroughly debilitating. For all of that he is an enchanting singer, a wallabee. His clarion call ounces thru the rhetoric of space: he is temporal, and deserves to be respected as such, even if he is Canadian." -- Professor Jamal LaKwamée, "Detroit, NT 27". (Negro Time 2004) (i.e., 1977).

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