Tuesday, March 16, 2010


A.D. Winans comes from a grand tradition of true San Francisco poets. This chap finds him in top form. Through the character of Black Lily he playfully explores the world of S&M as only a true San Francisco poet can. The picture he paints is at once funny, erotic and sad. And it rhymes! Classic stuff.
-William Taylor Jr.

Black Lily is still A.D. Winans, but if I didn’t see his name on the cover I would have thought the work was by the ghosts of Kerouac, Ginsberg and Baudelaire. It’s a highest-possible-tension classic, full of wild sexual over- (and under-) tones, written with whip-lashes and hand-slaps, you start it and you can’t stop until you get to the last word and then wish there was more, more, more. Compelling, totally original, a real wake-up masterpiece!
-Hugh Fox