The New York Times on Mercury Dressing

Joel Brouwer, writing for the Times:

Has your companion ever reported some wonderful thing you said in your sleep, like “snowflake operator” or “funky nectarine”? I regret to inform you that no matter how clever you may have thought your unconscious self, McClatchy probably has you beat: the first line of his “Poem Beginning With a Line Spoken, I Am Told, in My Sleep” — “The names of every place were once so cold” — is in iambic pentameter. Given McClatchy’s formal virtuosity, I wouldn’t be surprised to learn he jots his grocery lists in terza rima, too.

Read the full review here (second on the page).

April 24, 2009, 2:34pm · indonesia, joel brouwer, mercury dressing, poem beginning with a line spoken i am told in my sleep, poetry, reviews, sorrow in 1944, the seven deadly sins, trees walking