marzo 27, 2018

“Phantom Hour”; by James Meetze

 I would like to say that this book is full of poetry.
There are some books that are composed of poems, but this one is a poem composed of the book. It reads as if many voices inhabit it. Or, maybe, it’s that many voices echo in the heart of one poet’s voice
Reading it I thought I found some poison of Hemingway, but later on I thought I was reading non recording songs of Morrison, and sometimes I felt that Ginsberg was describing the picture of the actual world, at the present, and again.
But then I realized that I discovered what was going on: I discovered this true poet James Meetze, with a real style, just on his own.

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