A fearless and uproarious litany of contentions and revelations on poetry and the poetic mind, continuing the charge against the sacred in contemporary poetry. Poemland alternates brilliantly between the deadpan, the spectacular, and the outrageous.
If you open your mouth to start to complain I will fill it with whipped cream . . .
There is a floating sadness nearby . . .
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