He is Curious (Yellow)
In Ira Silverberg's home, Acker, Burroughs, and Cooper will always be the "ABCs of the library."
Students of publishing lore know that Andrew Wylie used to be a poet, but few have had the chance to peruse Yellow Flowers, a 1972 chapbook that collects some of the vaguely Mephistophelian superagent's youthful versifications. "There's a rumor that he has tried to buy up all of the copies," says literary agent Ira Silverberg. It's easy to see why: Thumbing through Silverberg's copy of Yellow Flowers, one can only imagine what a Wylie client like, say, Benazir Bhutto would make of such poems as "Hands up Your Skirt," "Warm, Wet Pants," and the determinedly unlyric "I Fuck Your Ass, You Suck My Cock." There's a robust vein of camp in Silverberg's sensibility—when he was editor in chief of Grove Press in the late '90s, he reissued the novels of Jacqueline Susann—but his appreciation of Yellow Flowers is surprisingly
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