Matthew Freeman's newest poetry collection presents a romantic vision wherein the environment can range from ecstatic to sinister. Steeped in urban shamanism, the poems reflect a desperate search for the American Sublime, the author’s search for the clarity of salvation, his love of language, and his hope that the poor and destitute will not be forgotten.
These poems, which deal with everything from insanity to loneliness, echo poets as disparate as Holderlin and Bukowski. Freeman displays a wide range of emotions, from humor to despair (or both, bundled together). He also employs a large arsenal of poetic technique and knowledge, which keeps this volume from being a free verse free for-all. It focuses on the idiom of Saint Louis, but anyone who has lived in the Midwest will recognize the fixtures, which serve as the backdrop for the dreamy,sometimes desperate poems. The hospitals, libraries, buses bus stops and the coffeehouses all accumulate into a fine collection of poems that give one the feeling of walking alone in mid-sized city, torn somewhere between hope and despair. Highly recommended
What an exquisite collection. These poems are vulnerable and reflective, but they also have a subtle sense of humor. Give this book a read to hear a unique voice share his perspective on life in St. Louis.