Reverand John Bennett

The Sticky Suit Whirs: Los Preolvidados Reverand John Bennett

Poetry. From a deep whispering closet comes a whirring like a / s tick y su it, like an immense door of sound, preforgotten sound which thus forms the protean shape of memory itself. These poems are language as water in flux through all its forms: rain, lake, fog, river, ice, steam, storm, sea, and a cup sloshing on the table or still as glass. At 67 pages, this short book has an intensity of expression and a swarming variety of voices unlike any other writing you can find. ... I / saw the crown of tree I / ni remumembered where / the flaucet was; ...ticking in your /, throat the;;;;;ra / in )counted with a hammer. Some of the poems include Spanish.