words matter

Charles Bukowski will never become a cliché. He’s raw and visceral, just like Ani DiFranco. His poems are unadorned verbs. Numerous small magazines are now jam-packed with poets who are unabashedly inspired by the freeing up that poetry received at Bukowski's hands.

By far my favorite poet of the last ten years is Billy Collins. "Collins writes lovely poems," John Updike raves, "lovely in a way almost nobody's since Roethke's are. Limpid, gently and consistently startling, more serious than they seem, they describe all the worlds that are and were and some others besides."

Have a look:

Billy Collins - www.bigsnap.com/linklibrary.html

Charles Bukowski - http://www.mindspring.com/~stewarts/arthurs.htm