The Facts (Clute, Texas) 14 August 1994; p. 26
Sonnets fly among the soap in Denver DENVER (AP) — On some nights at Smiley's Laundromat on Denver's East Col fax Avenue, you can hear poetry over sloshing suds and the spin cycle. As feedback squeals through an amplifier, a dozen would-be poets lean against vibrating washers, dragging on cigarettes and waiting to step up to the mike. "I'm glad all of you could make it out," says Cameron Walter, 19, host of the Tuesday night readings. A few bemused onlookers in the busy laundromat stop folding clothes to look. They might not know it, but they are seeing poetry in its newest form — young, hip and happening in unlikely places. Poetry is everywhere you turn these days — a few verses taped to a lamppost, shouted in cafes, on MTV and in the staid Denver Press Club. While the packaging may be different, these "Generation X" poets — most of them under 30 and fed up with packaged entertainment — are walking in the footsteps of the Beat poets of the 1950s. The poets tonight are black-clad — in faux fur, tie-dye and berets. One wears a neon orange cap with a Tide logo on it and more than a few are decked out in mismatched thrift store finds. James Gonzales, a local favorite in his early 20s with black spiked hair and wild eyes, stands next to a soda machine and readies himself. "Shower curtain theatre!" he exclaims.