Looking closely at the signs and advertising, I see:
Fresh juices [peace sign] smoothies
Vox Pop: Books Coffee Democracy
Serving World Poetry
Address is 308 [something]- probably The Bowery. It is an actual street for all you non-NewYorkers. :)
Is a breuklynification of the dutch [the original New Amsterdammers] word Bauer, which means farmer...or something close to that.
This San Franciscan, Mr. Beale, is learning me a thing or two about my own hometown. :)
I think I will check this place out, being currently closer to Manhattan than I was when I grew up in Marine Park, Brooklyn.
Though I love the Beat Poets, I hope that this place is not overrun with Beat resonations. I want a place where i can spaz out like a palsiated freak just from reading a Wallace Stevens poem...where I can express and share with others my own love of verse and learn and experience theirs.
Also, I hope it is devoid of all pretense and vanity. As with the Beat Poets, I love cafes and starbucks and places where I can pose and be pretty, but this is not what I want from a poetry club and cafe. I want self-reflective but non-self-reflective. I want the eve of st. agnes playing out in a psychic hologram draped over the entire building and, perhaps, the dribbling clouds dangling just above it.
Will this place be it?
Photo by Scott Beale/Laughing Squid

