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    <![CDATA[&lt;div&gt;<strong>Award-winning poet Nick Flynn takes readers into the dangerous and irresistible center of the hive</strong><br/><br/><em>I sit in a body &amp; think of a body, I picture</em><br/><em>Burnens' hands, my words</em><br/><em>make them move. I say, plunge them into the hive,</em><br/><em>&amp; his hands go in.</em><br/>&#8212;from &quot;Blind Huber&quot;<br/><br/>Blindness does not deter François Huber&#8212;the eighteenth-century beekeeper&#8212;in his quest to learn about bees through their behavior. Through an odd, but productive arrangement, Huber's assistant Burnens becomes his eyes, his narrator as he goes about his work. In Nick Flynn's extraordinary new collection, Huber and Burnens speak and so do the bees. The strongest virgin waits silently to kill the other virgins; drones are &quot;made of waiting&quot;; the swarm attempts to protect the queen. It is a cruel existence. Everyone sacrifices for the sweet honey, except the human hand that harvests it all in a single afternoon.<br/> <br/><em>Blind Huber</em> is about the body, love, and devotion and also about the limits of what can be known and what will forever be unknown. Nick Flynn's bees and keepers&#8212;sometimes in a state of magnificent pollen-drunk dizziness&#8212;view the world from a striking and daring perspective.<br/>&lt;/div&gt;]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[It's puzzling that someone could find so much to write about bees and beehives and bee studiers, and everything bee. There are stunning poems sprinkled like pollen about the collection, some gems here and there, but I liked the Bee Movie better.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I'm into the concept/conceit, and find some of the language and the spare configurations to be quite lovely, but ultimately, it just doesn't _do_ anything for me.  However insistently intertextual the poems are, they don't seem to progress or build on one another or grow in a satisfying way.<br/><br/>...]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[&lt;div&gt;<strong>Award-winning poet Nick Flynn takes readers into the dangerous and irresistible center of the hive</strong><br/><br/><em>I sit in a body &amp; think of a body, I picture</em><br/><em>Burnens' hands, my words</em><br/><em>make them move. I say, plunge them into the hive,</em><br/><em>&amp; his hands go in.</em><br/>&#8212;from &quot;Blind Huber&quot;<br/><br/>Blindness does not deter François Huber&#8212;the eighteenth-century beekeeper&#8212;in his quest to learn about bees through their behavior. Through an odd, but productive arrangement, Huber's assistant Burnens becomes his eyes, his narrator as he goes about his work. In Nick Flynn's extraordinary new collection, Huber and Burnens speak and so do the bees. The strongest virgin waits silently to kill the other virgins; drones are &quot;made of waiting&quot;; the swarm attempts to protect the queen. It is a cruel existence. Everyone sacrifices for the sweet honey, except the human hand that harvests it all in a single afternoon.<br/> <br/><em>Blind Huber</em> is about the body, love, and devotion and also about the limits of what can be known and what will forever be unknown. Nick Flynn's bees and keepers&#8212;sometimes in a state of magnificent pollen-drunk dizziness&#8212;view the world from a striking and daring perspective.<br/>&lt;/div&gt;]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Author clearly has some writing talent going for him, but can we attribute his tendency for obfuscation to youth?  We'll have to wait for some more from him to know for sure...]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[This is an amazing book.  The poem that stuck out to me most: Twinned.<br/><br/>To exist wholly in another, seamless,<br/>mirrored. Think of the hive,<br/><br/>at each turn we find ourselves, not<br/>a version, not a replica,<br/>but our whole selves. Love,<br/><br/>you claim, comes close t...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/32790994">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I'm a fan of Flynn's first book of poems, Some Ether. I've lost count of how many times I've read it, in fact, and highly recommend it. But this book, while having a clear enough purpose, never transcends its subject matter. The effect is flat.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[The poems in this book are about bees.  It is a sensual, beautiful book whose only possible flaw is that it is too pretty.]]></body>
    
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