Poet, playwright and author Denis Johnson was born in Munich, West Germany, in 1949 and was raised in Tokyo, Manila and Washington. He earned a masters' degree from the University of Iowa and received many awards for his work, including a Lannan Fellowship in Fiction (1993), a Whiting Writer's Award (1986), the Aga Khan Prize for Fiction from the Paris Review for Train Dreams, and most recently, the National Book Award for Fiction (2007).
My project of copying out all of Denis Johnson’s poetry in longhand (a great solution to my problem of speed reading poetry, a horrible compulsion that has caused me to be almost entirely unreceptive to the form outside of a classroom) reaches its first plateau here in this respectable first collection. None of the pieces here are great, certainly none of them reach the heights of The Incognito Lounge, or the most beautiful passages in Angels or Jesus’ Son or Train Dreams (or The Stars At Noon or Fiskadoro...), but I liked it! A Child Is Born in the Midwest and A Consequence of Gravity are highlights for me. But having read some of his poetry before, I know that this is just an appetizer.
I love his novels, but this is wildly mediocre poetry. Not recommended for anyone new to Denis’s work, or anyone familiar with his later accomplishments for that matter. If you’re a diehard fan, it might be worth checking out after you’ve read everything else. Kind of like hearing an early, lo-fi demo tape of your favorite band…before they fired the original frontman who couldn’t stay in key.
Denis Johnson is not a perfect poet. Some of his writing feels clunky and awkward. But when he gets rolling and he turns his attention to people disconnected from community and reality, he can really pack a punch.
Disappointing collection. Only one poem that showed his promise. But I read this in "The Throne of the Third Heaven of the Nations Millennium General Assembly: Poems Collected and New" and knew that this was a young poet still finding his way. It will be interesting to watch the arc.