Bernadette Mayer

Dennis Cooper presents: The day love co-signs 10 poems from the so-called New York School

You can click anywhere on any of this text to get taken to DC’s blog, which has poems by and photos of Ted Berrigan, Ashbery, Edwin Denby, Alice Notley, Frank O’Hara, &c. Here’s a hot sample for you-

 

[Sonnet] You jerk you didn’t call me up

by Bernadette Mayer

You jerk you didn’t call me up
I haven’t seen you in so long
You probably have a fucking tan
& besides that instead of making love tonight
You’re drinking your parents to the airport
I’m through with you bourgeois boys
All you ever do is go back to ancestral comforts
Only money can get—even Catullus was rich but

Nowadays you guys settle for a couch
By a soporific color cable t.v. set
Instead of any arc of love, no wonder
The G.I. Joe team blows it every other time

Wake up! It’s the middle of the night
You can either make love or die at the hands of
the Cobra Commander

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To make love, turn to page 121.
To die, turn to page 172.

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