And So

A somewhat convoluted but well-written review of And So, poetry by Joel Brouwer, comments on the "startlingly flat beauty of a narrative surface," and "the essential detail that pricks the viewer in such a way that a hidden element leaks out but cannot be fully understood."

I assume reviewer Ron Slate is speaking generally about poets when he says the poet "feels the pinch, caught between the language of living a decent life ("please pass the salt" or "wanna go to the movies?") and the...