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I'm the Man Who Loves You

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This is solidly surrealistic poetry,
of the faceted-ramble sort.
The way the discontinuities work is to
cause the reader's mind to make the glue
to hold the story together. And each poem,
read slow, holds eerily together, sampling
across the culture, our deep backstory roots,
and the tales of the day, like flicking a
radio dial starts to congeal into a
waking-dream sort of sense after a half-hour
of scanning. The best surrealism is a sort
of waking REM state, and Amy King snorkels
our reef with a sense of wonder, despite the
kaleidoscopic nature of the text, despite the
scary faces in this house of mirrors, this world.
I would recommend this as a mental exercise as much
as a book of poetry. Be bold.

Trust me, if you don't read poetry, or think you don't like poetry, NOW is the time to give yourself another opportunity to enjoy what great poems can do. Amy King is a poet of great skill and honesty. For goodness' sake, one critic in NYC compares her to Walt Whitman. That's pretty good, if you ask me! This is a terrific book. You won't be disappointed.