Beyond me. Nothing remotely crass, and many phrases worth quoting. But even then, some clinching images puzzle me. Here's the final couplet of "Tender"
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These nights, I wedge my gut to the mattress side. Snores slide like pinecones between my teeth. |
James Sheard's territory is European as well as Little England. He can handle tonalities well, and that includes understatement and self-deprecation, as in the quote. Listen to him, read him. Whatever you do, do not dismiss him, or pass him off with a few lines.
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