Kris took the shower curtain down so he could paint the bathroom pink
I enjoyed Alex Lemon's Mosquito. His book deals a lot with illness, whether it is his own or his grandfather's. Even the love poems in this book have a bit of sickness in them. The poems feel like they are more alive in a way because the speaker in the poems doesn't take life for granted.
The problem with having a cat food can cover shaped like a cat face is you feel awful when you accidentally tear off an ear.
(at St. Mary's)
Victoria Chang's book Circle is separated into three different sections: "on quitting," "five year plan," and "limits." All the sections were good, but I really liked the section on quitting, which were about the dark side of love/relationships. I felt like those poems were more emotionally charged. I especially loved when The Man in the White Truck, a man that the speaker was having an affair with, shows up in some of the poems. He has a poem about him with "The Man in the White Truck" as the title, and then he appears in a few other poems. It was like seeing a recurring character in a tv show. It was fun to see him, and get more information about their relationship in other poems.
I read at a Langston Hughes tribute reading in Connecticut this weekend. It was held at the really nice Mystic Arts Center. There was a great exhibit there by Mundy Hepburn, a luminous glass artist. When you put your hand near the sculpture, the high frequency static electricity makes the glowing gas inside move towards your hand. Gorgeous stuff!
I hated the first poem in this collection: "Nothing." I don't like poems that are overly vague, and I thought I was going to have to trudge through a whole book of air. The beginning of this book was rough, but the poems got much better.