Photograph by Edward Lucie-Smith (1970)
Today I got very excited when I read some
poems by Mallarmé and Edwin Denby, and later
in the evening, by F.T. Prince.
I don't get “excited” very often,
but today was an exception;
and the fact I got “excited” was only
increased when I realised two of them – Denby
and Prince – are still alive and are probably
now asleep in their beds in nice apartments.Ted Berrigan has met Edwin Denby.
I don't know anyone who's met F.T. Prince.
I wish I could meet F.T. Prince;
maybe I will some day, but it will have to be soon
as he must be getting old.
