So in my e
ver increasing habit of spending to much time at the library I found myself there once again this past week checking out more books than I could possibly read in the allotted time. I was interested in reading Dylan Thomas since I never had before. When I got home inside there was this small postcard that had been left there. It had a poem titled CRUX by Hosho McCreesh printed on it by a group called the Guerilla Poetics Project. I thought it was a book mark that someone left behind. That happens sometimes with library books.
…and then a few day after that I found this in a Bukowski book that I bought in a used book store all the way on the other side of town. Same size and same paper. Printed on the same letterpress and placed in this book on purpose. For me to find.
On the back of both “broadsides” as they are called this was printed.
This poem may be the last best hope for real literary art. It is the cave wall where we record our passing. All pretense is stripped away; art is being made because it must be made, not out of any hope for financial gain, but to further the human condition, to genuinely communicate with other living people and to help all of us “laugh up to the end through it.” Printed on an antique press at an undisclosed location by the GPP and smuggled into this book by one of our Special Operatives.
and then No. 310326
Crazy! There are secrect Poet Operatives all over, printing and sneaking these into books at libraries, and book stores. All over the world! What does it mean? What if they get violent? We should keep an eye on this.
Filed under: Books, Poetry, S.A. Griffin | Tagged: Charles Bukowski, CRUX, Dylan Thomas, Hosho McCreesh, S.A. Griffin, The Guerilla Poetics Project, The Holy War
hello,
as a founder of the Guerilla Poetics Project, you can take my word that we will not get violent (unless we absolutely have to). we will, however, continue to spread the word on poetry.
thank you for mentioning us, and if you really like what we are doing i recommend joining us.