Rumors of the death of the poet-critic have been greatly exaggerated, and
Chris Nealon's here tonight as living proof. They make nice across the hyphen, that "poet" and "critic," but often the join conceals a hostile standoff. In one corner there's the poet, all subjectivity and trill; in the other, the Parnassian pro, dispassionately assessing the field.
Once upon a time, good poet-critics smoothed the rift by drinking. Chris, I think, provides a healthier alternative. Across his critically i...
Published on May 17, 2010 05:58