So I just noticed I never updated the Michael Earl Craig situation.
Got Think Kimono.
Read Thin Kimono.
Thought Thin Kimono was surprisingly illogical of MEC. And I mean that in all the right and wrong ways. Actually just the right ways.
It's been a rewarding experience for me. This is what poetry should feel like. I also feel like I get a sense of MEC's growth as a poet from book to book. TK was a predicted growth yet with a windfall of possibilities. He did things I didn't expect and kept me tripping for the things I already like (while evolving those techniques even more).
According to a recent post on Zachary Schomburg's blog The Lovely Arc, he's got a new book lined-up. If you don't check his blog daily, there's a darn good chance we have no business talking.
Courtesy of Aaron Rote, I'm now reading a new poet (to me): Jack Gilbert. He's a good mix of what I think others value in poetry, what I value in poetry, and what I'm trying to value in poetry.
Okay, just finished reading Can You Relax in My Houseand it was easily fantastic. Michael Earl Craig seems to be the synthesis of something good for me. I'm eager to get Thin Kimonoin which hopefully happens soon. Not quite sure which I like better of the two books I've read of his. I like them both quite a lot. Yes, Master was my first experience, and I think, for whatever reasons, I'm on board the most with that one. Reporting soon on TK.