Poetry. After 10 years, Michael Rothenberg is revisiting Paris, by himself, for 28 days. In this unique poetry journal, Rothenberg reflects daily on his trip, in the tradition of the journal writer traveler -- think Basho or Kerouac. Of Rothenberg, Ira Cohen writes, "This is a poet who is going somewhere. Hot on the trail of the essence he will twist your nipples, give you God painting himself into existence. The poet rips off his iron mask and reveals himself to himself with grace and seduction. All this and the Eiffel Tower too."
