In fact, I won’t even say who Edmundson is or what he did, because if you clicked your way here, you already know. I’m glad a dozen or so others have already taken Edmundson to task (links below), because, well, someone has to point out the falseness of Edmundson’s premise — that American poetry is a monolithic structure that can be attacked on one or two fronts. How can it be something else when it’s already everything? (OK, I said something about it). But I’d rather see the editors at Harper’s get the upbraiding. They should know better. In fact, I’m confident that they do know better, in which case they’re simply shit-stirring.