In Memory of James Wright, Whose Poem I Ate

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In Memory of James Wright, Whose Poem I Ate is narrated by a horse named David who, according to the poet James Wright, ate a poem of his on a Minnesota farm in the late sixties. Having digested the poem, here David tells his side of the story and not only offers critical analysis of Wright's work and life, but of American poetic traditions of the twentieth century at large. For readers of prose that blends the creative and the critical-in the vein of Eliot Weinberger, Anne Carson, and Mary Ruefle-this novella, by turns playful and poignant, offers a sincere yet satirical take on inspiration, glibness, and the agency of the reader.