Patti Smith, Meet Sylvia Plath
Rock stars who write poems.
By Meghan O'RourkeUpdated Wednesday, Jan. 11, 2006, at 11:23 AM ET
There is nothing tidy about Patti Smith. Her wiry hair is often tangled. She is called the "Godmother of punk," but her "punk" songs last much longer than the conventional three minutes, and have been known to involve digressions about William Blake. At the height of '70s nihilism, epitomized by the Sex Pistols ("I got no emotions for anybody else/ You better understand I'm in love with myself"), she remained a Rimbaudian troubadour devoted to the visionary tradition ("And I know soon that the sky will split/ And the planets will shift/ Balls of jade will drop.") Today, over lunch at a Midtown restaurant, she could be mistaken for a naif, speaking of art as a pursuit of the "good" and the "sacred." Except she knows perfectly well how she sounds. She is, she has said, an "unfashionably unreconstructed '60s radical." The truth is that Smith has little respect for categories. She is one of the world's most influential rock stars, yet she continues to write, of all things, poetry.
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