POETS RIOT WHEN CAMPUS IS THROWN OUT OF RHYTHM
      
      By Mike Harden
      THE COLUMBUS DISPATCH
      
      At a reading by former U.S. poet laureate Billy Collins last week at
      Ohio Dominican University, I wasn't surprised to see a Columbus police
      officer on hand to thwart potential violence.
      
      Tensions have been high lately between neo-formalists and free versers,
      and well-placed sources in the poetry community feared that a reading  
      might provide a flash point for simmering hostilities.
      
      I was glad I had taken my notebook. I needed it to chronicle the savage
      mayhem that has come to be called ''The Night of the Long Stanzas'':   
      
      Columbus police and the Ohio National Guard patrolled the university
      Friday after a night of rioting between rival poetry gangs resulted in
      three minor injuries and a dozen arrests.
      
      Eleven of those in custody were being held for disorderly conduct. The
      12th was apprehended for using eight syllables in the second line of a
      haiku.
      
      Of those injured, the most seriously hurt was an Obetz woman who
      suffered a concussion after being struck in the head with a copy of John
      Milton's Samson Agonistes.
      
      ''She was just an innocent bystander who happened to be in the wrong
      place at the wrong time,'' Columbus Police Sgt. Holger Upvall said. 
      
      
      ''We think she might be a T.S. Eliot enthusiast who simply got caught in
      the crossfire. We tried to talk to her in the ER, and she wasn't making
      much sense -- which would seem to indicate a strong connection with
      Eliot's work.''
      
      The trouble started, Upvall said, when tailgating revelers got out of
      hand.
      
      ''You know how it is,'' he said. ''You get a few neoclassicists doing
      that beer-bong thing with dry sherry. They haven't had any watercress.
      They can get pretty rowdy.
      
      ''A couple of the blank versers started talking trash about Coleridge.
      One thing led to another. We got matters calmed down until some
      hotheaded formalist accused a blank verser of an unnatural act with
      Edgar Guest. Well, that did it.
      
      ''Then someone ran over the mailbox of the school's professor of
      Renaissance poetry. Witnesses told us the culprit was driving a
      dark-green Volvo with a 'Save the Earth' bumper sticker. We stopped 137
      vehicles fitting that description but didn't make any arrests.''
      
      Police tried to form a perimeter around the Birkenstock store and the 
      health-food co-op but were too late to save either from looters, Upvall
      said.
      
      Firefighters stood by helplessly as rioters -- their faces lighted by   
      the flames of arson fires -- carried case after case of tofu from the
      health co-op, leaving a trail of anguish and alfalfa sprouts in their
      wake.
      
      Neo-formalists kidnapped a Rod McKuen fan, then holed up in the
      Birkenstock store, where they hurled sandals at confused police officers
      attempting to free the hostage.
      
      A police negotiator persuaded the neo-formalists to release the hostage
      by promising to read a list of demands.
      
      Essentially, they are asking for a return to more oblique and obscure
      poetry.
      
      ''How can we be expected to teach poetry,'' an unidentified
      neo-formalist noted, ''if there is nothing confusing about it? We need
      hidden meanings, confounding allusions, cryptic inner dialogues -- all
      those things that drive students crazy.''
      
      Billy Collins, whom the neo-formalists consider far too ''accessible,"
      was whisked out a back door of Erskine Hall and hastily driven to the
      airport.
      
      Collins' lawyer, quoting the poet, said his client had no intention of
      returning to Columbus ''in this or any other lifetime.''
      
      Mike Harden is a Dispatch columnist.   
      mharden@dispatch.com