We here at Emperor of Ice-Cream Cakes are dedicated to throwing wild parties for poets, and to providing artistic desecrapretations of the poems you love.
I woke up one morning and said to myself, "Let's throw a fucking party for Wallace Stevens." Then I thought, "Whoa, hold on. Wallace Stevens, incomparable though he is, is not the only one who deserves a party. Let us toot our tiny conceptual horns for as many poets as we can before we die." Send your contributions to happybirthdaywallace at yahoo dot com.
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