Wednesday, October 18, 2017


Marsh Hawk Press

This is one of my favorite books for 2017
and I'm reading all the time.

The book has all the patience and spontaneity I find lacking
in too many books of poems published in the United States —
King's more resembling an era when Ted Berrigan's The Sonnets and
Frank O'Hara's Lunch Poems snapped crackled and popped.

King is as brave and honest as another marvel, Muriel Rukeyser.

His overlapping text structure and flow of thoughts
make for extra fine mingling — he is indeed a
jewel thief or perhaps the Prime Minister.

I started to well up on page 138-139
but then I'm a Leo.

Don't hesitate.

[ BA ]