Confession 1: I don't like Stephen King. At all. Don't try to convince me. I'm not your target audience for convincing in this matter. Confession 2: I freakin' love this book. First of all, I like the choice of erasure medium (glitter), particularly when juxtaposed with the original text of the erasure poems. I think this was a smart, thoughtful artistic choice on the part of the poet. As a Midwesterner, I appreciate the title. More books should be written about casserole. Perhaps because of this, that was also my favorite poem in the book. There is probably a certain amount of bias going on. I really loved the surprise of each poem. Adams took me to a completely different place from where I began and I was truly and deeply disappointed by the end of the book, that it was over already. More, Sara Adams. More. I'll even say "Please."
I have a complicated relationship with erasure poetry.
I've seen writers get a little too comfortable with erasure and go too far in adapting the original author's words as their own, using long phrases to create the poem instead of just the words given to them on the page. I end up feeling as though the original author wrote the poem instead of the poet using his or her black marker.
Adams doesn't fall into this category: she manages to take advantage of Stephen King's unique word and phrase use ("frozen rabbit sculpture," "dead-end roads," "nightclub routine") without completely depending on it. Any long phrases she uses end up as the centerpiece of the poem around shorter words, creating an unusual and fascinating King-Adams hybrid. Adams does a great job creating dread and anticipation in the reader.
Also, there's glitter. Adams had the great idea to display her unsettling work in an explosion of glitter. I highly recommend reading this chapbook on a tablet if one is available.
There aren't a lot of good erasure poems out there, in my opinion. I feel that most of them seem or feel forced. However, I think this features some of the gems among erasure poems--and it's a chapbook of erasure poems, not just one or two or three.
It’s a good idea & the pages are beautiful but i just really don’t consider this poetry bc the “poems” make no sense it’s just random words that do not work together at all.