I probably could have added when I mentioned that I bought this book two weeks ago that I would probably read it soon; chapbooks are good browsers while watching football, and I did read this while watching some football.
This chapbook contains poetry with a little more perspective than something written by younger poets, so some themes about getting older instead of just trying to find someone or dealing with someone. The poetry styles range from a bit of concrete poetry–where the arrangement of the words on the page make designs or pictures–to longer-lined pieces. More modern than mid-century Formalism, unfortunately, but overall it was okay.
Which might be damning with faint praise, but I read a lot of bad poetry and a little good poetry, and this book lies in between.
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