Reviews Issue 13

   Issue # 13 : January - March 2011

Marc Gaba

On “The Rosegun”

      As sixth-acts predicaments so much endless subsequence makes consequent, the poems in The Rosegun constitute not ‘place’ but ‘states’—transitional forms that grope, with boredom and fascination, desire and disgust, for what change might afford to give its subjects, fully inhabiting as they do the existential digression that extreme contemporary life can compel one (as these poems compel one) to feel it always is. Flamboyant yet sharp-eyed, disaffected and nervous, seeking and willful beyond the reaches of its precise irony and confident unappeasability, the speaker in these poems casts out his lines for an anchorage impossible to its own terms, and hits upon the possible where it is probable, dangerous, and nowhere.