Mind Field (No 27) [Hardcover]

Gregory Corso (Author)

Product Details

• Hardcover: 56 pages
• Publisher: Hanuman Books (October 1989)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0937815268
• ISBN-13: 978-0937815267
• Product Dimensions: 3.8 x 2.6 x 0.3 inches
• Shipping Weight: 0.6 ounces
• Average Customer Review: 3.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (1 customer review)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #4,292,031 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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3.0 out of 5 stars Good purchase for Corso fanatics, October 26, 2006

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This review is from: Mind Field (No 27) (Hardcover)

First off, this book "Mind Field" is not to be confused with "Mindfield: New & Selected Poems."

"Mind Field" is a very short and very small book -- it's about 2 inches by 3 inches and only about 50 pages long. Not only that, five of the poems can be found in the Previously Unpublished section of "Mindfield: New & Selected Poems": "Noted for Having Hard Heads (Testa Dura)," "Fire Report -- No Alarm," "Poet Talking to Himself in the Mirror," and a couple short poems were incorporated into "Field Report". With those poems subtracted, there's about 37 (small) pages of material here that cannot be found in any of his other books. It's about ten short poems, most of them only a page or two long, along with numerous untitled fragments, poemlets, and quasi-haikus.

So, are they any good? Well, clearly most of them weren't good enough to be published in his Selected Poems. These little poems are incomplete and informal. But they are interesting. Some of it's great: "ah, you raise yr wilderness of hand -- the calibre of a soft seizure." Some of it's philosophical: "All that is is finite / All that isn't is infinite." Scientific: "were we to reach a galaxy that on earth seems but a star we'd see our galaxy as though a star." There's a good poem from 1983 about him spending time with Mary Rogers, the daughter of Will Rogers. And there's "A Poem Begun to See How Good My Head Still Is (first poem of 87)".

If you've read all of Corso's books and you have to read even more, check this out. Long live Corso!