After graduating from Grinnell College with a bachelor’s degree in English literature in 1964, and despite having been accepted at the prestigious Writer’s Workshops in Iowa, Coyote moved to the West Coast to pursue a master’s degree in creative writing at San Francisco State University.
I have not been using Red Room in any capacity. I realized that at the Commonwealth Club event yesterday listening to fellow authors, who talked about self-publishing articles and poems that had never found a home. These poems are a case in point. I came to San Francisco in 1964 to study with Robert Duncan at the Creative Writing Master's Program at SF State. After a year, melting under the heat ...
This morning I sent out a mailing to the 4 or 500 people who read my political rants and forwards, only this morning, I urged them to buy Patry's novel as a way of helping themselves and of helping her. I felt particularly good doing this, because I've been cranky of late about how a 'virtual' community is not really a community at all, and how much of the blather about the Internet is really ...
The Grateful Dead sent me and Kesey’s people and a couple of Hells Angels and a couple more Diggers to London to see the Beatles and check them out, to see if they were as socially progressive as they were musically progressive. Which they weren’t at the time. We set up a big apartment as a 24-hour a day crash pad in London, and hipsters came in from all over Europe to meet with us and swap ...