Jason Preu's debut chapbook, which attempts to get at the heart of the common ground shared by angry animals, God, post-apocalyptic haiku, and penis-loving, hippie ninjas.
Jason Preu studied Philosophy & Language, Literature, and Writing at the University of Kansas. He currently lives in the Kansas City metro and worships avocados with his wife and children.
I won this book in the First Reads giveaway. (Thank you for that!) I like to sign up for books that are outside my typical genre and comfort zone, and this win exemplifies why: I don't think of myself as a poetry lover, but this book makes me want to read more poetry.
The title poem ("swallow"), printed on the front and back covers of the book, almost eerily recalls my own experience as a child when a crow flew in through the closed window and picked all the pincurls out of my sleeping hair. Mom insists it was a dream, but we know better.
My favorite in the collection is "Writer's block." If you don't recognize every image in this poem, you have never written anything worth reading.
Oh, and "poem"! I may cut that out, frame it, and put it on the wall of my office. My fellow word geeks will love it, and everyone else will be bewildered.
These are fun poems, accessible. It sort of reminds me of Shel Silverstein's poetry, but for grown-ups.