March 2009. That's when I added this book to my to-read list on Goodreads. Before today, it was the oldest thing on my Goodreads to-read list. Well, no more!
And you fuckers thought all I could read was comics. Well, NOW who's stupid? NOW who needs pictures with the words?
This is poetry, okay? Po-ems. Lyrical shit. And I read it.
You must be feeling pretty bad about yourself right about now. I don't blame you. I'd feel like shit too if I just got dunked on this hard by someone on Goodreads, someone I thought was a dope, and now has forced me to say, "Perhaps I am the dope."
Just delightful. Anyone who thinks humor in poetry is the sole purview of Odgen Nash and limericks should read the poem in this book about the birth of Kirby's son. Deeply moving and funny in unexpected ways (i.e., there are no jokes about fainting in the emergency room, or anything like that. Kirby's not cheap.).
I enjoyed this book WAY more than I expected to. I felt like I was reading a kindred spirit. This is the way I would want to write these poems. Our sense of humor matched up perfectly.
Here he reads from the Griffin Poetry Prize of 2004: "Borges at the Northside Rotary."
ha-ha (noun): a ditch with a wall inside it that you cannot see from ground level, that forms the edge of a garden or park without blocking the view
That's what an ha-ha is. But an ha-ha is also every distraction that keeps life's chaos at a reasonable distance while allowing it for space and remaining visible for the curious eye. It is also every turn on the story that David Kirby takes in his poems in order to deviate from their initial themes. And I was THERE for it all along, happily following those long streams of consciousness like we'd ride smooth rollercoasters.
It was my first time properly reading narrative poetry and I loved how free that felt, the poems mixing the poet's thoughts and dialogue between him and some of the people that inhabit his life. Looking forward to reading more of that type of poetry collection!
David Kirby's poems are much too long and narrative for me to ever memorize, but I greatly enjoyed them. I enjoyed them so much that I rationed myself to one poem read per day. His form is somewhat rambling, and he manages to cleverly hit the humor and the passing pathos in nearly every one.