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Seda Turan sedamezzo76e7 — Terrific read. The last few pages describing a Brooklyn dog park are so perfect. The only reason I didn't race through this book is that my new full time job which does not allow me to use mass transit is seriously cutting into my reading time.

Eugene Petruk eugenepitbull — I read this book a while ago, and the only thing i remember is that this is Marquez's most boring book i've read. Only a after half of it the books starts to be a bit interesting, still not too much. I like other of his books better.

Sneh Bhavsar snehism — So very mild that you almost don't notice you're reading it. Picked up in the Puka Park hotel in Pauanui, left in the Auckland airport for some gentle soul to find and enjoy.

Jinxiong Yang _ang_inxiong — I love all the poems in this short book, even the last poem, "One of the Muses," which is so unlike the others: abstract, indirect, written in more noticeably poetic language ("blessèd" and "wingèd" make appearances) than all the previous poems, which are similar in their vivid physical description and compressed narrative structure. "One of the Muses" wasn't my favorite, but it made the book more complete and memorable -- it reveals something of the speaker who observes and reports through the first 50 pages. The first poem is "From My Window," very obviously about looking outward, and "One of the Muses" ends the book by looking in, at length and in strange, complex detail. My favorite poems are those first 16, which describe ugly things beautifully, because ugliness is very complicated and rich and multifarious. You can really open to any page and find some exciting and/or chilling, funny, etc., detail, e.g. the "palsied elevator" that emits a "spermy, scummy odor of half a century of secret damp" or a boy's testicles with "skin tougher than the soles of his feet," or this amazingly detailed description of a cheap Uncle Sam Halloween costume: "When I'd had it half an hour, I hated it--even at that age, I knew when I'd been cheated. Ill-made, shoddy, the gauzy fabric coarsely dyed, with the taste of something evil in its odor, it was waxy with a stiffening that gave it body long enough for you to get it on, then it bagged, and clung, and made you feel the fool you'd been to want it in the first place." What a clear, awful picture of this innocuous-seeming piece of American culture. It seems satirical, but it's not preachy. The long lines have a strong, driving rhythm, with plenty of pauses to let you catch your breath. I'm ranting. Anyway, I'd recommend this book to anyone. If you don't read much contemporary poetry and are wondering where to start, I'd start here. It has all the pleasure of good prose, but it deserves the attention that poetry demands.

Samuel Muzaevi samuelmuzaevi — Who knew Carrie Fisher was so funny and so troubled? A very quick read, but plenty of vulgarity and language. Not for the faint of heart or basically any non-Terrill!