ISBN-13: 9780595380855 / Angielski / Miękka / 2005 / 88 str.
Brooks Hoffman's poems are direct, earthy and unpretentious. If you like unfinished wood, you'll like his poems. If you like the smell of butter or summer, you'll like his poems. What at first might appear to be linguistic awkwardness in his voicing actually becomes upon closer examination an entrance into secret regions of cultural dissonance and transformation, personal doubt and resolution, and above all-love. Buy this book today. Jack Anders
Brooks has a kitchen drawer full of Wal-Mart stainless, but made up of different designs from conflicting manufacturers, so that, yes, his poesy does sometimes shine like the dickens, but it still has a remoteness and strangeness to it that dinner guests are apt to comment on afterwards when they're back home and he can't hear them. Me, I love that in his work, the way words gather up new meanings or try to tear themselves loose from old ones, the way he's unafraid to go wandering off in the swamp, even though he knows he's terrible about directions and forever getting lost. That's okay, because he always finds his way back again.even if he arrives from the north when we were standing out there by the gate to the east, wringing our hands in despair. James Lineberger
Brooks poetry is full of wise innocence, crooked humor and lots of heart. If this book is labeled a failure, than at least we can say it is an admirable one. Jim Zola
I don't know anyone else who can write a Brooks Hoffman poem. Or even imitate one with grace. Jenni Russell