A couple of years ago--would it have been 1995 or ‘96?--carelessly flipping through
The Best American Poetry, 1995 (an anthology that, to its editor,
Richard Howard’s credit, was full of poets a lot of people hadn't heard of) I was stopped dead in my tracks by a truly wondrous poem: "The Printer’s Error" by Aaron Fogel. It was deceptively simple, direct, moving and thoroughly astounding, full of political, religious and cultural truth. Who (I asked myself and everyone else who might conceivably know) was this Aaron Fogel? ==References==