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particulates
64 pages, Paperback
First published April 1, 2022
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Greg Thomas
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I grew up in St. Louis, MO, in a small town just past the city limits. During the day, I'd watch Bosom Buddies on reruns - maybe Supermarket Sweep or Golden Girls if I was lucky. At night, I'd play video games or Transformers or build Legos, expanding my imagination. One night I wished to the first star of the night that my Transformer would turn real and come visit me. My Mom, bless her heart, gave me the bad news that some dreams or wishes may not come true. I still haven't forgiven her for that. I'm still waiting for that ten story tall Transformer to come peeking in my window. Until then, I'll write.
I grew up in St. Louis, MO, in a small town just past the city limits. During the day, I'd watch Bosom Buddies on reruns - maybe Supermarket Sweep or Golden Girls if I was lucky. At night, I'd play video games or Transformers or build Legos, expanding my imagination. One night I wished to the first star of the night that my Transformer would turn real and come visit me. My Mom, bless her heart, gave me the bad news that some dreams or wishes may not come true. I still haven't forgiven her for that. I'm still waiting for that ten story tall Transformer to come peeking in my window. Until then, I'll write.
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May 28, 2022
Greg Thomas’ “particulates” is a beauty of a book filled with tiny beautiful expressions of meaning.
A number of these poems are even pwoermds left alone on the page for us to slowly inhabit their meanings. Pwoermds are so small that I found one in here that I had written myself on 2016-04-02 (during that year’s International Pwoermd Writing Month).
Other poems are as short as two words, some resembling versi in intent if not exact structure. A few are extended pieces of neo-concrete, including one that folds out of the book.
(I’m ashamed to note that Thomas’ ingenious poem about birch is one I never came up with myself, after writing (for many years) a not-quite-ever-finished book of concrete poems on the North American white birch. Maybe this book will help me finish composing that one.)
Lots of quiet collisions of meaning here, often enhanced by the pun, which I still claim is the highest form of literature.
Another great book from Timglaset, and beautifully made.
A number of these poems are even pwoermds left alone on the page for us to slowly inhabit their meanings. Pwoermds are so small that I found one in here that I had written myself on 2016-04-02 (during that year’s International Pwoermd Writing Month).
Other poems are as short as two words, some resembling versi in intent if not exact structure. A few are extended pieces of neo-concrete, including one that folds out of the book.
(I’m ashamed to note that Thomas’ ingenious poem about birch is one I never came up with myself, after writing (for many years) a not-quite-ever-finished book of concrete poems on the North American white birch. Maybe this book will help me finish composing that one.)
Lots of quiet collisions of meaning here, often enhanced by the pun, which I still claim is the highest form of literature.
Another great book from Timglaset, and beautifully made.
December 10, 2022
found on timglaset.com, short creative minimal/concrete poems
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