- From Jacket, a biographical and historical piece by Pamela Petro.
- his Wikipedia entry, which needs updating and deepening, certainly, given how little anyone but his friends knows about him
- A poem from his seminal first chapbook, the Hotel Wentley Poems
- An article from Jack Kimball, which I don't quite know how to describe, but is interesting nonetheless
- Creeley on Wieners, audio lecture, parts I and II
- Wieners papers at UConn
- Audio from Pennsound
- Tom Raworth
- A Day in the Life, by Raymond Foye
- Ron Silliman on A Book of Prophecies
Lastly, I'll point you to the most comprehensive (best, IMO) of his books:
- from Black Sparrow or from Amazon, Selected Poems 1958-84
- from Bootstrap Productions, A Book of Prophecies
- from wherever you can get it, Behind the State Capitol or Cincinnati Pike
What I find interesting in Wieners' books is the steady forward march of change; his late poems really don't resemble his early ones at all, and there are gems in both, unlike, say, the later work of his friend (and obsession?) Robert Creeley. These poems, particularly the Wentley poems and much of the early work, ring clear with lyricism and the steadily observed sometimes unpoetic image, the agitated meditations on love.
Later, his work took on a bit of the surreal. He seemed in his personal life to have succumbed to inhabiting his own world. This may or may not have been a reaction based on his mental health at the time, which bio notes suggest was fairly extreme in its scope even by today's standards when every poet's mood disorder seems part and parcel of their identity as poets. Take some Paxil, make a poet. Urgh. I say that with all due respect to the mental health care industry, which does its best for me and many of my friends. I hope.
And let me not forget, somewhere in Cambridge is Pressed Wafer Press. I don't know if they still print books or not. I can find no editor info, and catalog info is sparse.