I’m sitting here corresponding with Mark Cohen, editor of Missing a Beat: The Rants and Regrets of Seymour Krim, for an interview for a Jewish website. Levi Asher hosted Mr. Cohen a few months back on Lit Kicks, then came the Joshua Cohen (no relation to Mark) review in The Forward, and this weekend Akiva Gottlieb threw in his two cents about the collection. Is Krim the great forgotten Jewish writer that’s finally getting his due?
New issue of Bookforum is great. One of the better reviews of Emily Gould’s book I’ve read; Van Gogh, Adam Thirlwell, Seymour Krim and Nathanael West make appearances. I gotta admit that I was sold on the cover of Mr. Samuel Beckett pimpin’ it in the sunshine.
Mark Cohen discusses forgotten Beat, Seymour Krim, over at Lit Kicks. That’s about the attitude that forgotten Beat writer Seymour Krim — a study in crankiness, literature devotion, uncompromising insight and New York intemperateness — took toward the famous opening line of Allen Ginsberg’s generation-making Howl. The poet may have seen “the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness,” but Krim wanted it on the record that he wasn’t one of them. Or as Krim might have said if […]