p.22 is in rhyming couplets, but there seems no pattern to the line-lengths. The more free the associations the more regular the page layout is. It's not my type of poetry - too much like "call my bluff". Even short pieces that I could like seem to lack control - "Call-Up"'s central stanza doesn't earn its keep. When, as in "Public Footpath", the diversionary tactics are suppressed, what remains doesn't impress me.
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