Poet

Dr. the poet
He drinks vodka as if it was water; I'd only seen John Wayne gulp down whiskey in old westerns like that. We are taking him to Seattle airport our poet is lost. Our revolutionary poet has a PHD in philosophy from Cambridge; his poems question our lives after loss of great opportunities some praising dead heroes or refusing to accept their death some chastising the ones who are alive for lack of revolutionary enthusiasm. Yet its 10 am he is drinking his absolute vodka straight getting ready for his show in Chicago. He is the only contemporary poet I know who has a PHD in philosophy we wish him luck and bid him farewell in a cold Seattle morning.