In Strange Conveyances, a real world is evoked. Within the re-enactment, the recollection, the facsimile, the poet goes about his mysterious business. In the manner of the last man cataloguing the universe for whatever might follow mankind, or an American Proust discovering himself in the lingering images of memory like a ghost on the edge of a photograph, Montgomery is both the wise, mundivagant sage and the baseball-capped friend at the bar, discussing the wonderful machinations of existence with the easy tones of a close friend shooting the breeze about the weekend ballgame. Like any...
In Strange Conveyances, a real world is evoked. Within the re-enactment, the recollection, the facsimile, the poet goes about his mysterious business....
