Arnold J. Kemp & David Buuck in Portland, 5/10/10

I'm feeling a little like Nada's feeling about reportage these days; that if you don't say something, however inadequate, time's U-pipe gets the better of our fleeting ululations. I've fallen out of the habit of writing down lines at readings, so no anchor to my impression that the Kemp/Buuck reading for Tangent on Saturday was one of the best in recent memory. Kemp's delivery was as disarming as the poems, which were "about" friendship and affection and "double...