Christof23 Jun 2003

Mr Baba Horus Yaga, do you know that has really touched me. You know I've always thought that you're a kick-ass poet sometimes lacking in discipline, and sometimes I don't get your stuff, but I also know that you're not heartless, that you feel it and do it for real, that you're always trying to make something new and fack me if that's not what poetry needs. I know creation is your life and you've got the guts to live it on your own terms and I understand your frustration with people who think it's a hobby. Well, the best of all bastard luck to you, especially of you're going to try the sestina, 'cos that's the kind of mutant freakoid form that scares me right off. It really means something to me that you appreciate what I've done, mainly because, hell, I know you don't give praise lightly, and also because I think you've put your finger o what I'm trying to do. All power to your elbow, my man. Now enough of this mutual hugging, it'll make us sappy and moist. Go well, old boy.