POETRY PICKS
always thought that big, epic poem-cycles like Ezra Pound’s , Thomas McGrath’s , Jack Kerouac’s , William Carlos Williams’s , and were attempts to articulate in “real-time” the poet’s psychic “news feed,” but I’ve never had that sense so emphatically as with Tommy Pico’s . Perhaps because of its showcasing of anti-academic hipster registers, configured through pop culture allusions (accompanied, of course, by a playlist). It’s a breakup poem, bicoastal queer POC experience declaimed from the High Line, interpolated in an Eleni Sikelianos/Juan Felipe Herrera flow.
