Thursday, April 13, 2006

The Poetry Daily Show Lite 06041301

Visitation Rights by Alice Friman
This is almost too cute for its own good. Strike that. By the last stanza, it is too cute for its own good. Not to say, I don't get a kick out of some of the vernacular. But for every boulder balls up and the sun in a blue car, there's a midget April or Mr. Razzledazzle. Oh, she tries to salvage things in the end with italicized significance drenched in honey. As an afterthought: some stange line breaks going on here. She does love that first word of a new sentence hanging out there with some kind of stark enjambment. It doesn't work for me.

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