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In 1992 I returned a day early from a presentation I was doing at a club in Montreal.

I was booked there for three days; Saturday, Sunday and Monday.

My Saturday night program was packed.

My Sunday program was packed.

My Monday program never happened.

I returned to Toronto.

Why? The Spirit moved me.

Doing so I tore up the money.

I did not ask for a dime from the promoters.

In their eyes what I had done was mad.

“He who without the Muse’s madness in his soul comes knocking at the door of poesy and thinks that art will make him anything fit to be called a poet, finds that the poetry which he indites in his sober senses is beaten hollow by the poetry of madmen.”-Plato.

Because I tore up the money (we’re talking thousands here) I got something far more valuable.

For had I not returned to Toronto I would not have met Peter Sumadh.

Peter is a poet now living in Belfast: .

Peter was invited to the home of Arthur Rimbaud in France. He slept in the bed Rimbaud slept in.

Peter is one of the many who have come into my life, asked to live with me and left transformed into a force of nature.

Poets in the attic: Reg Hartt’s “BEAT HOTEL” in Toronto.


Jane Jacobs taught that when we see wrong being done and do nothing we kill our self.

This is true.

Al Aronowitz said to me, “The new Messiah will tear up the money.”

I have always torn up the money.

I am not the new Messiah.

We must each be the Messiah in our own lives.

I AM.–Reg Hartt

Here is a wonderful moment from TOTAL ECLIPSE in which Leonardo Di Caprio as Rimbaud pisses on the established poets.

Last year I went out in advance of THE SANTA CLAUS PARADE and documented the anonymous flyers posted on City Poster Kiosks along the route. THE SUPREME COURT OF CANADA defended street postering as freedom of speech for the poor. The posting of anonymous hate is despicable.

However in Toronto it is okay to hate so long as you hate me.

Toronto alternative-theatre founder stands up to bullying threats – The Globe and Mail

A true poet does not write for applause. Applause is for trained apes.–Reg Hartt

“Most teachers say you should go to school to get your degree to have something to fall back on. Aside from being a huge lie, that also creates a very high level of mediocrity, because nobody who really believes that is going to take the leap of faith required to be a serious artist. Stay out of school.”–Ellis Marsalis to his sons Branford, Delfeayo and Wynton.

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