This article in the The Chronicle Review on Poets’ Puffery is just too funny and maybe too sadly true. Worse however, it seems to extend beyond poetry and literature to all areas of man’s life and accomplishments. I particularly liked this:
Most poets today are magnificently oppressed, lashing out fearlessly against the “mainstream,” which consists of everyone except the poet in question. Their biographies make them seem to jockey for the best of both worlds: Gerald Locklin (1941-), for example, is “an outlaw, underground poet, and college professor who has published more than 100 books of poetry and prose.” How underground can he be?
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
I know some professors who should be arrested. Is that what they mean by “outlaw”?