Jordan then:

But I see that Henry is just differentiating in his private-public space between "talk" and "poetry." Well shut my mouth for renegade intrusive quibbling.

Please, dear Jordan, intruse all you like. You're about the only one of the boys, anyway, who acknowledges my existence, even, ghoul or no. I need you bloggers, badmouth as I be. Talk is good when it's good; so's poetry. So are the oysters in Galveston. & have a good week off too.