| 1. Polis is spoils in mirrored shades of works and days an old refrain the sting of which collective sweat a cool breeze don't explain |  From the set games of secrecy and promise of maturing insight in the tradition of nursery rhymes, to the strength of conclusion and frailty ..., these poems work those literatures with a lyricism as jazzy and hip as any in our day or night. There is some big music here from just barely off the event-horizon of language where we stand. - Ed Roberson |
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