has only just reached

Appalachia. It’s winter,

& I’m driving with

the window rolled down,

listening to a pirated

CD of rapper, singer &

actor Yang Dong-keun

performing at a club in

the Hongdae district. His

use of ironies & wordplays

reminds me of—a legal down-

load this time—Herodotus

who I was listening to just

before, identifying, local-

izing & analyzing, by

purely syntactic parsing,

the recessive nature of

the sonnet in its meta-

physical form. Both are

back to their pissed

off indignant best even

though neither knows shit

about singing the blues;

but, hey, anything is

better than banjo music.