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Richard Brautigan’s poetry was anything but academic. When he was not trying to write koan-like lines – “I learned Buddhism by watching”, he reported – he was always good for  a nonsense verse. Several poems with titles above white space combine these approaches. In The Amelia Earhart Pancake he talks about his vain efforts toContinue reading “Helping Brautigan out”