"After the 6ix O'clock News" is poetry for inside and out of the eyeball. It is not a declaration of wart or a treaty of verse eyes, it is bigger than that. This is poetry that has to be heard to be seen: to be taken out to be turned in. Babineau's breaking open of the seedpod of genre has resulted in poems strewn about town, yard, and beyond. What grows is an insurgent response to the hiss of is through the conductivity of the eclectic.
