I haven’t had time to fully read, let alone digest, all the poems, but the ones I’ve looked at so far are very impressive.
The language is robust with strong stresses and wild, sometimes uncomfortable, images: would you
… just lie down
my ribs opened up in the old town square
and let the pigs root through my chest.
However, I do like the idea of having a
… purple name.
I’m looking forward to the poems I haven’t reached yet.