There’s a very interesting piece at Danwei about popular mockery on the Chinese Web of a “poet” named Zhao Lihua whose poems are, well… Well, some people think they’re not poetry at all. She sees them as part of an experimental stage in her past, and there’s an interesting debate about the whole topic going on around the web, but in Chinese, so I have no access to it, except via Danwei. This is really interesting to me for two reasons: 1. This stuff reminds me of a lot of Kerouac’s attempts at poetry, which I don’t hold in very …