Michael Rothenberg and David Meltzer's reading was brilliant. Michael stood on each word, enunciating the rhythm of each line like he was pushing off a diving board, whipping up the shape of his poems with his hands and mouth. It really was splendid. David Meltzer had the audience in the palm of his hand as if he were Santa Claus in A Christmas Carol. His rosy cheeks blew out song that sparkled like his eyes. He was far more animated than his frail frame led to believe. I can say his poetry danced. Last night was one of those magical moments when verse split the veil and spirit spread out like fireworks. Left everyone breathless.
(Michael Rothenberg and David Meltzer read last night at the historic Z-Mansion in Tucson, Arizona)