poetry
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Could not find a book cover, but perhaps because it is about to be rereleased by Graywolf as part of Mark Doty’s RE/view series that has republished so many great volumes of poetry. I love books by Minneapolis poets. I do not know why. I love them when the poems are set in Minneapolis. It
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How odd, to have googled for an image of this book cover and discovered a photo of myself ca. 2006 among the results. At first I thought this was like a designer imposter version of Frank O’Hara (“If you love O’Hara, you’ll LOVE Tim Dlugos!”). The flighty arrogance, the irreverence, the slight snobbery of knowing
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I can still remember reading this book on the airplane back from an AWP conference. It might be because I wasn’t above playing Barbies with my girl friends when I was a kid that this book really appeals to me. I don’t think it’s limited to the Barbie experience, though–even my G. I. Joe action
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A book with a Ouija in it. Who knew you could have Ouija in a poem? An abecedarian book. Then, numbers. I love the way the two men in the book are so domestic and loving of each other. It gave me hope for this at a time when I had none. I also love
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Here is a book I read that was intellectually interesting, emotionally compelling, and formally distinct from other work I’d been reading. Here is a book that I would consider poetry of rhetoric more than poetry of imagery, although the image of the Hawaiian punk rock singer screaming the title of the book stays with me.
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I love how crazy this book is, how schizophrenic and obsessive and paranoid. I admire small poems, their bravery and simplicity. I praise the declarative sentence. I sometimes (as I do here) support end-stopped lines. I acknowledge anaphora (“Giving Back”) and its effect. I love list poems, poems that steal a form from outside poetry,
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