Flarf’s tendrils reach far and wide. In this video, which I made for a group of Dutch Flarfists for a conference on new directions in Flarf, I discuss, in my kitchen and flanked by kitties, the relationship of Flarf to lyric, as well as my own poetic “practice.” [ahem] Then I read a poem, “Droop Loss Slave.” The video is almost twenty minutes long.
Special thanks to Wouter Beek for asking me to be involved.
Oh! I am so hungry now.
I love the poem Droop, Loss, Slave.
–Toni Simon
(for some unknown reason I have to use Nick's ID to comment)
Thank you, Toni! We must get together to celebrate you soon.