A year ago today, a weary LitKicks staff headed gratefully off to sleep after completing an exercise in literary collaboration and sleeplessness we called the 24 Hour Poetry Party. We followed this by shutting the site down for about a month and a half, before gradually reinventing it in the shape it wears now.
A year later, I still think that was some good poem we all wrote on that bleary crazy afternoon, night and morning. I also feel like calling attention to some of the contributed works that flashed by during this marathon. The passage of time has made me only fonder of one particular piece, an extended poem by Michael McClure, which made its world debut during our versifying bacchanal.
I think this poem is worth a return visit. It still looks exactly like it looked when we put it up one year ago, with that excellent waterfall photograph by Panta Rhei.
I hope this poem, and this page, will belong to the ages: Mysteriosos by Michael McClure