There’s a poet I discovered years ago
independent of my old East Village existence
and then, later, I discovered he was connected
with some of my AntiFolk brethren.
I don’t know if he was actually part of the scene,
but he seemed to know some of that crew.

Anyway, after the books I knew him from,
it looks like he published some other works,
and I just was able to receive them in the mail.
I hope they’re as good as the older ones I learned about
back at the turn of the millennium.

Only I will be able to tell, I guess, eventually.