Wednesday, September 20, 2006

I'm passing sleeping cities

Does anybody have like a bat-phone to Gulf Coast? I was wrong: they're the last holdout in this protracted search for the rights to my own poems. Which I already have. I just have to have a record of it for UNP.

See, the monetary value of a poem is so laughably scant, so non-existent, that the rights almost always revert back to the writer upon publication.

They're just words. The material of which they're made isn't mined from gleaming veins threaded through the earth. They aren't rare.

So their value is completely abstract. Probably beyond abstraction.

Will someone in Houston please say I can use this little poem?

1 comment:

Melanie said...

From my understanding, Gulf Coast underwent some serious personnal changes. That could account for some of the trouble getting hold of them. Should have called me; I could have given you some numbers.