Lines of verse veer top-speed around corners, producing unexpectedly lucid interrogations: "The sun, Then, in a brief Case blown open, Appears. But who is Here to have it, 2Bang4?..." Anger is allowed in these poems, and disillusionment, and a general mistrust of 'landscape' - the natural world owned and used - all countered with the anodyne of an inebriate sensibility that loves the liquor in which it bathes, the language by which it collaborates. "I can co-locate here. I won't digress, not with these. Metal parts in the desert wind. Not with a bank of clouds. Stored on film."
- ISBN10 1934200158
- ISBN13 9781934200155
- Publish Date 1 November 2008
- Publish Status Active
- Publish Country US
- Imprint Fence Magazine Inc, Division of Fence Books
- Format Paperback
- Pages 88
- Language English