It usually irritates me when writers and poets promote their own work as if there could be no more inspiring thing for a person to do than read them. But I relax my prejudice towards self-promotion when I'm the writer. I never claimed I was intellectually consistent.
Right now I have a piece on Doors keyboard player Ray Manzarek at the fabulous Empty Mirror. I think it's rather good too, though I say so myself. Enrich your day by going over there for a look, and then, if you have time, explore the site. It's full of great arts-related/ Beat-inflected/ alternative-underground treasures.
