So anyway, if you’re friends, on Facebook, with the person
mentioned in this article, you can go to his page and see his further comments,
in which he says that he’s in the “final stages of kicking opiates,” which is certainly
a good thing.
He also says he’s going to be dead in a “couple or few
But as he says, he’s been able
to “put away a pile of dough for my wife quite a remarkable one, too--money I
would still be making if only I had just kept quiet!
They can't burn me anymore, so I'll be ok.
Someone will snap up my papers, --Boston Univ
already has some of them and paid a pretty penny, too, so that's in the Beth
My first chapbook, 15 poems,
from 1976 goes for 5,ooo.oo at this point and I'm told it will double in the
next decade, esp. with my death--oh God, everyone will love me then--they don't
like to see a living poet--there is something unseemly about it.
Later. I have finished books, with contracts
and advances, that will appear in 2015 and 2017, possibly one more after that,
if I survive”
So I guess he’s OK about it all.
And now for a second pass. David Biespiel has a few things to say:
" I have never forgotten this last detail: The exposed bully, ______________, walking out of the apartment and leaving the front door wide open behind him for somebody else to close. Some things never change."
There's nothing to be gained by this conversation, I know. It's all old hat, as I well know from Wright's comments on this blog and to me in emails in the past. But, you know, Biespiel's right: Wright's a bully. I'm glad to see so many people standing up to him this time.