Title Snark: Mark Levine Responds
You produce quality snark so that I don’t have to. From the comments section of our “title snark” post. Enjoy!
How about ENOLA GAY?
It has a sort of lyrical fingering underscoring its tragic occasion.
I wanted to get across the inherent minty pellet of the apocalypse and I think I really scored. You should read this book, I broke a lot of ground, and, not to be to, well, full of myself-- but fucking EVERYONE started ripping me and MY post-nuclear holocaust poem-flavorings off.
I mean ENOLA GAY was someone's mom And ALOT of my poems are mommy poems-- dear mommy-wommy tommy ate a tomato wire and tried and tried to sing with his mouth but his mouth wouldn't open and his shirt was sewn around his army-warmies and then for the seventh night I tried to fuck a mommy-smelling girl who luvy-wuvied me-we.
My next book will be great.
It's called: THE WILDS.
Because I go wild with my poems.
Just like the title says.