People thank David Lehman all the time. It's got to annoy the guy, after all these years. He'd probably prefer you just buy him a drink. Or tell him you think that he's hot.
We should all buy David Lehman a drink: "The Best American Erotic Poems" hits bookstores around the same time as the 2008 Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue. And it's kinda better.
The poets in this book especially owe David Lehman a debt of gratitude for making us look good... by not including our photos.
It's important to note, though, that he chose to print our names above the titles of our poems, and that they appear so prominently on the book's back cover.
For some readers, names like Star Black, Jenny Factor and Kenneth Koch trigger unbridled sexual fantasy.
Some inform our thinking on nether regions -- your Bishop, your Peacock, your secret Komunyakaa.
Some inspire a call to action -- to Bukowski, to Duhamel, to Cronk your lover.
Some poets' names are so unsexy, they sabotage the eroticism of their own work.
And some, even though they're not even in this book, still draw throngs of horny students just because they're named Mary Jo Bang and Paisley Rekdal.
If you're not sure if your name is sexy and you want to find out, click here.
If you want to look at a picture of Paisley Rekdal, click here.
If you would like to make love to a poet who is 6'1", 275 lbs and 98% body fat, click here.
If you'd like to purchase a "Sexy Poet" nightie, click here.
If you live in Brooklyn or want to have sex with someone who does, click here.
If you are hot and live anywhere near Chicago, click here.
If you need to look at photos of Jessica Simpson while you read poems from this anthology, click here.
If sexy names for cosmetics turn you on, click here.
If you kinda want to have sex with David Lehman, click here.
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-- Ross Martin
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