You'll See: Notes From This Side
T.S. Eliot believed that a poet needed to live in “the present moment of the past.” Cretan Maineiac transforms raw chunks of Americana through quirky rhymes, terse senryu and tanka, and his trademark spiraling tercet, serving up a sumptuous helping of meaty, well-done fare that settles tastefully along the continuum of Western poetry. The universal themes, whimsical twists, and head-smack turns in this volume seek to erect a coherent pattern amid a panorama of randomness, striking a stark contrast to the roughage of what Allan Bloom termed the “barbarous expression of the soul” typically offered by popular genres and museless arts. Strap on the read bag. Enjoy. Savor. Digest.
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