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After presenting an award at the the Paris Review Spring Revel last night in New York, I spoke briefly with a Big Editor about where poetry has been and where it is going. Verbatim, here is our last exchange before some imported, expensive cheeses were placed on the table:
Editor: “…for me, it seems as though the newer poetry coming out of the younger generations today—no disrespect—feels so disposable.”
Amber: “What’s ironic about that—no disrespect—is that someday, I am going to replace you.”
It’s good to be back, Harriet.