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BLURBISTS
âThese supple lines sing the song of joyous forgetting. And
deftly so in their deftness.â
â A. Snyder Pierce,
The Madison Poetry & Bridge Review
*
âThrumming fiercely with the might of a thousand thrums,
Drexler Jr. soars to new heights and delves down to mine the
thrumming deep thrum of the soul.â
â J. Hillis Drexler Sr.,
Conjun(x)ion
*
âThe thoughts imbedded in these feats of acrobatic high-wire
dexterity are dexterous to be sure. And impressive, too.â
â Rory Gramercy,
The Quill Dipper
*
âA veritable tai chi of the mind! What Glennis achieves is
beyond startling. The single most important book of lipogrammatic
neologisms of the last ten years!â
â Paul Feaston Anders,
Grand Central Review of Verse
*
âThis book, if it is fair to call it a book, which, indeed it is, ranks
among the top books in the category of books I have recently
endorsed.â
â Kim Winton, booksendorsed.blogplace.org
*
âHere journeys a poet who is not new to the journey, nor is she
afraid of the end. What a pleasure to see her still journeying!â
â Anthony Benadryl,
metaverse monthly
*
âA kindling, then a fire in the form of still life. The perplexities
of arrival and departure. The fragmented wholeness. Read and
reread. Then read again. Then reread.â
â Alejandro Berkowitz, scanbooks.to
*
âThe human meme. What Tennant has discovered is the human
meme. And long may it last!â
â Xânder â,
Praxis
*
âThe intelligence and emotion here is otherworldly, as though
it were imported from some sort of other world.â
â Felicity Dueck,
Prairie Longboard
*
âAlternative histories explode here in these pages. And how!â
â Marilyn Brownshoe,
The New Querying
*
âAll this beauty achieved with aplomb. One wonders how
Masters continues to live up to his name by being such a, well,
master.â
â Braden Leftwich,
Field and Stream Poetry Supplement
*
âWho couldnât forgive us for falling to our knees and proclaiming
that we are willing to do anything to keep this magic from
ceasing? No one. Thatâs who couldnât.â
â Noam Grammerly-Wright,
pervspective
*
âThis is poetry woven out of the finest threads and concocted
in the most exclusive coven!â
â Alice Feathertop,
Wiccan Poetry Weekly
*
âWhat resides in minutiae and warmth? The poetry of Giorgio
ravolo. Its visions pop in the rough corners of the deftness of
his nimble mind.â
â Costa Nicola,
Sicilian Standpoints
*
âThe verse of Sandor Magnolia is, to put it quite bluntly,
human-shaped.â
â Robby Dylan,
Poetry, Thunder Bay
MODA
No, I donât want to stay at your place.
I need time and space and odder hours to deal with
a spectacular national celebration unequalled
since Expo â67 in Montreal. Itâs not fair to
expect me to adhere to your eccentricities.
No, I donât want to stay at your place.
I will have my own. What a city! But no.
Iâm coming. But no. I canât possibly stand
a spectacular national celebration unequalled
since the 1851 Worldâs Fair in London.
I found a hotel. Itâs cheap. A legacy project. Moda. So
no, I donât want to stay at your place.
Travel, uneasy. Your city, stifling.
Everyone clamours their cultural capital there, at
a spectacular national celebration unequalled
since Deculturation. I will write a poem, meet for whiskey.
You will bring me a gift and i will get sick and you will insist, but
no, I donât want to stay at your place.
Iâm sure itâs spectacular, unequalled.
PLANNED ADOLESCENCE
Heâs a victim of planned adolescence
never quite equipped, a shy man
recursive, explicit, dismissive.
Training-wheel reason
and militant obsolescence confirms
heâs a victim of planned adolescence.
Drones and
âThese supple lines sing the song of joyous forgetting. And
deftly so in their deftness.â
â A. Snyder Pierce,
The Madison Poetry & Bridge Review
*
âThrumming fiercely with the might of a thousand thrums,
Drexler Jr. soars to new heights and delves down to mine the
thrumming deep thrum of the soul.â
â J. Hillis Drexler Sr.,
Conjun(x)ion
*
âThe thoughts imbedded in these feats of acrobatic high-wire
dexterity are dexterous to be sure. And impressive, too.â
â Rory Gramercy,
The Quill Dipper
*
âA veritable tai chi of the mind! What Glennis achieves is
beyond startling. The single most important book of lipogrammatic
neologisms of the last ten years!â
â Paul Feaston Anders,
Grand Central Review of Verse
*
âThis book, if it is fair to call it a book, which, indeed it is, ranks
among the top books in the category of books I have recently
endorsed.â
â Kim Winton, booksendorsed.blogplace.org
*
âHere journeys a poet who is not new to the journey, nor is she
afraid of the end. What a pleasure to see her still journeying!â
â Anthony Benadryl,
metaverse monthly
*
âA kindling, then a fire in the form of still life. The perplexities
of arrival and departure. The fragmented wholeness. Read and
reread. Then read again. Then reread.â
â Alejandro Berkowitz, scanbooks.to
*
âThe human meme. What Tennant has discovered is the human
meme. And long may it last!â
â Xânder â,
Praxis
*
âThe intelligence and emotion here is otherworldly, as though
it were imported from some sort of other world.â
â Felicity Dueck,
Prairie Longboard
*
âAlternative histories explode here in these pages. And how!â
â Marilyn Brownshoe,
The New Querying
*
âAll this beauty achieved with aplomb. One wonders how
Masters continues to live up to his name by being such a, well,
master.â
â Braden Leftwich,
Field and Stream Poetry Supplement
*
âWho couldnât forgive us for falling to our knees and proclaiming
that we are willing to do anything to keep this magic from
ceasing? No one. Thatâs who couldnât.â
â Noam Grammerly-Wright,
pervspective
*
âThis is poetry woven out of the finest threads and concocted
in the most exclusive coven!â
â Alice Feathertop,
Wiccan Poetry Weekly
*
âWhat resides in minutiae and warmth? The poetry of Giorgio
ravolo. Its visions pop in the rough corners of the deftness of
his nimble mind.â
â Costa Nicola,
Sicilian Standpoints
*
âThe verse of Sandor Magnolia is, to put it quite bluntly,
human-shaped.â
â Robby Dylan,
Poetry, Thunder Bay
MODA
No, I donât want to stay at your place.
I need time and space and odder hours to deal with
a spectacular national celebration unequalled
since Expo â67 in Montreal. Itâs not fair to
expect me to adhere to your eccentricities.
No, I donât want to stay at your place.
I will have my own. What a city! But no.
Iâm coming. But no. I canât possibly stand
a spectacular national celebration unequalled
since the 1851 Worldâs Fair in London.
I found a hotel. Itâs cheap. A legacy project. Moda. So
no, I donât want to stay at your place.
Travel, uneasy. Your city, stifling.
Everyone clamours their cultural capital there, at
a spectacular national celebration unequalled
since Deculturation. I will write a poem, meet for whiskey.
You will bring me a gift and i will get sick and you will insist, but
no, I donât want to stay at your place.
Iâm sure itâs spectacular, unequalled.
PLANNED ADOLESCENCE
Heâs a victim of planned adolescence
never quite equipped, a shy man
recursive, explicit, dismissive.
Training-wheel reason
and militant obsolescence confirms
heâs a victim of planned adolescence.
Drones and
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