Reflections on the Greenbook
From Plastic Tub
2005. A series of reflections on Steven Adkins' Greenbook (2004).
St. Cloud writes that the "images are less vivid, the language a bit stilted, the whole thing a bit of what we've come to expect: no Accidentalism and not much Associationalism, either."
St. Cloud, however, is generally regarded as a blow-hard of the most irritating sort; alternate critical accomodation of this highly anticipated update to the Red Book is hopefully forthcoming.
Adkins responded: "St. Cloud is just angry I called him a "vapid sot" on page 27."
A counter-riposte followed: "Your poems stink of pooh, period."
Adkins still has yet to respond.
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See Also
On this stuff called Poop, a randy collection of sonnets by Guvernor Morris.
