Kent Johnson's poem in Blaze Vox is powerful, tho you don't really need to read the whole thing. you do if you want to invest in the anger and moral outrage, but not to get it. by investing I mean the aggressive experience of the anger and outrage, in a positive sense. a nattering occurred on Poetics concerning KJ, the list's bad boy bête noir. I like Kent, and the complacency of the poetry world needs his attitude. not that the poetry world wants it. Kent has made a literature out of his subversive appearance on lists and, now, in blog comments fields. uh oh, Kent Johnson has shown up!. Kent has his own beasts black, the language poets, specifically Charles Bernstein and Ron Silliman, whom he cites for a sort of chardonnay revolution. Kent can sleep easy, he stays on topic. Kent's in Indiana, which is officially the hinterlands. anywhere other than NYC, SF or Big College Towns are hinterlands, and even the BCTs can be out there. I am tired of the smarmy network, especially seeing how book sales are. Buffalopolis has a supercharged POETICS programs, presumably churning out the new generation of what's ahead. gobs thereof. but really, it's just lining up more teachers to fill the academic roles, blah blah blah or try to tell me otherwise. Kent teaches at a community college, which is an entirely different angle. anyway, hat tipped.