Alas, I've never heard Bob Mezey read, and had the pleasure of his good company only once and briefly. But I do have the enduring and profound pleasure of his Collected, which strikes me as the most varied poetry collection on my shelves. It's not one "voice," but a much more natural expression: all the many voices that one keen intelligence is capable of, speaking in every imaginable mood and tone about the world--not inside, but outside, where things happen. Wonderful book, wonderful mind.
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