well, to William Blake, at least--but more recently to Allen Ginsberg, who paid to have something like 25 early copies of Howl printed on a mimeograph machine. My collection, titled Obsolete, is like a book in some ways, but it's also kind of a zine. These things aren't always easy to define--mainly because they don't have to be. Poetry is especially well-suited to these kinds of projects. Amanda Laughtland, another zine friend of mine, lives in Seattle, where she makes her poetry journal, Teeny Tiny, from one sheet of paper, cunningly folded into eighths (www.teenytiny.org).
from Katie Haegele: The Philadelphia Inquirer: How a local poet publishes, from zines to the Internet
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