I've loved Why there is no socialism in the United States of America ever since the first time I read it. Very funny with a bitter after-taste.
These are great character studies Quincy. I admire the way your poetry is deceptively retiring. There are very good interactions of sound and meter but they always serve the narrative.
The Proserpina A Change of Season poem is beautiful and tragic.
Saturday Morning/Afternoon/Sunday Evening is sad, sad, sad. Beautifully drawn. Absolutely convincing. A wasteland.
No doubt about it Quincy. There is fine observation as well as graceful and powerful writing. You show empty lives in a brightly lit hell. Very frightening and therefore very good.
Janet
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