Jim Christy – vagabond poet

  I have my own litmus test for writers. I ask whether my literary heroes—plain-speaking men such as Henry Miller, Charles Bukowski, Blaise Cendrars or Harry Crews—would drink with them. It’s unlikely that Blaise Cendrars—who had lost his writing hand in World War I, counted serial killers and gangsters among his acquaintances, couldn’t stomach Picasso […]