Poems from AGNI, PN Review (5 of them), Poetry, Southwest Review, TriQuarterly, etc.
This is another book that's beyond my understanding. I can't work out what the poet's aims are. There's quite a lot of rhyme - e.g.
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when you called to tell how, after 2:00, as you searched that club you'd played to find your case, a pane of glass propped out of view sliced you, made my imagination race |
Note that retrospectively it's clear that "2:00" is pronounced "two", and that there doesn't seem to be much of a syllabic/stress pattern.
Other reviews
- Robert Pinsky (Closeness of the uncanny to the quotidian is Peter Campion’s kind of material. ... )
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