See, they're not all good.
In the efforts of fairness, I present you, dear reader, with this review of my book: http://reviews.coldfrontmag.com/2006/06/a_mnemonic_for_.html.
And for the record, Ben Harper kicks ass.
Postscript added 8/17:
I promised myself I wasn't going to defend myself, but there are a couple of things I'd like to address. When arranging the manuscript -- something I'd do every three months or so -- I laid the pages out in piles all over the living room. In earlier versions I separated sections so that there was a gradual change from the straight-forward lyric poems and the more adventurous, discursive ones. I started thinking, though, that I'd rather not suggest development (in the sense that I'm moving toward one pole or another) but rather that there is a subtle shift in subject matter rather than form, the latter poems being more metaphysical; toward that end I tried to balance each section so that there was a balance of forms and styles. Out of 210 poems, I ended up choosing around 70. I wanted a book that felt like it was a good value for the money invested. I get upset when I pay 17 dollars for a book and it has 55 pages, and I think this is the primary reason why people don't buy poetry books. Ghost Road was very supportive of my wanting to put out a longer book for a small price tag.
Having said that, when Joe got the manuscript he gave me a call and said "it's too fucking long". Of course this set off alarms because I trust his judgment, so I immediately called a few trusted mentors (poets I've worked with for over five years) and sent emails to several friends asking for honest opinions and they all said they thought the book was longer than usual but not too long. For the next week, I went through and thought about cutting 20 pages or so but I decided, in the end, that I was going to trust my instinct: I'd painstaking gone through the manuscript at least 6 times and these were the poems, for better or worse, I wanted in my first collection. It spans some eight years of work.
I will post links to good reviews and bad reviews. It is up to individual readers to make decisions for themselves -- I do want to say, however, that nothing in the book has gone unconsidered. I doubt that any poet publishing a book has not gone through and agonized about every little thing in it. I stand by my work and feel it is important to let everyone see a full picture of how the book is being received.


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Reviewer Deming trots out the less-is-better theory of good poetry, which, frankly, tires me. Show us your gems -- don't wanna see no rocks! Anyway, I was amused to see he singled out for praise the poem I put in Hogtown Creek. I tried to find a pull quote/blurb, but dude is awfully grudging: "funny" -- Cold Front
It's sort of funny. I've never considered my work to be anything like Billy Collins, although I do enjoy his poems, particularly the older work. I guess what sort of cheeses me about the review was the notion that some of the poems are sloppy. Granted, readers may not like some of the poems -- we all have different tastes, but I always consider every word, every line. In fact, I agonize over that. But I think you have to take the good with the bad. I stumbled across this review by accident and thought it might be of interest to readers.
The review is not all bad, but about three-fourths of it is. This is one of the harsher reviews I've read. Deming snarls with sarcasm. I'd say the worst sentence is, "But smart moments like this are usually buried by the sloppier ones." Ouch! On the brighter side, paragraph three re-ignited my interest in buying your book, which I've been meaning to do this year. Like with movies, I don't always believe the critics.
Take Buk's advice: Drink more beer.
Gerald, thanks for dropping by. I hope you do check out the book. I'd be honored.
Ash, that's not possible.
I purchased your book today through Amazon. I'm looking forward to reading it.
Thank you, Gerald. I hope that you enjoy it.
Steve
Reviews are like junk food.
Just focus on the next book. Focus on the next book.
Hi, Steve:
Your poetry is so unlike Billy Collins' that I think we know what value to place on most of the review. I've always taken the "motherfucker" in "Funk" to be a joyous exclamation, and it's a good motherfucking poem (I've had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane).
Steve
Jack, thanks. Good advice. Loved your poem in Gulf Coast, by the way.
Steven, yeah, out of all the poets alive, Billy Collins would have been the last poet I'd compare myself to. He's much more upbeat. I think a lot of readers, when they first encounter my work, take it at surface level. And thanks for the vote on "The Day the Funk Arrived". I love that poem too! (but then again I love the other poem he panned -- the whole Bob Saget bit). I'm trying to capture the whole range of experience and I think joy is an important part of that. It's particularly important to me because those sorts of poets come so infrequently.
The weird thing is, my Amazon ranking skyrocketed after that review came out. Not sure if it was due to that or if its being taught somewhere and students are buying it.
Like I said, I'll take the good with the bad. To do otherwise is hubris, I think.
Sheesh, I meant "poems". I have to learn not to hit the button so quickly.
Man, don't sweat a bad review in Coldfront. They hacked up my first book by comparing lines to bad Dashboard Confessional lyrics when, in the context of the poems, they are SUPPOSED to sound like bad DC lyrics. Then the review ended abruptly by slighting my wife and I for being in the Midwest. Classy. It reads like a review by a bitter ex.
I hope to catch your book soon, it's likely a good one if it upset them.
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