A fine enough poet but I believe the best mind of Matthew Zapruder comes through in this excellent new book of essays — really one long essay — on the same subject of why poetry, why poets, why is there air, and he even scores points on Auden's much over-used ragged line "poetry makes nothing happen" . . . with a delightful twist, Zapruder will show the reader that is exactly right: poetry MAKES nothing happen. A big word that "nothing."
In these essays Zapruder shows forth as a natural born teacher.
Take up this book.
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