all codes lead to roam

just ran across this great resource. i'm probably just not a cool kid and my bloggerissimo is already hip to this yo. but down deep in the maine woods at the one and only FISHOUSE you can listen to poets with two or fewer books reading their poems and talking about writing poetry. i knew there was some reason i was up again in the middle of the night. now i'm heading over there. and sure pass your cup for a sup o' moonshine.