OCTOBER is Michael Hanner's second collection of poetry. It covers thirty-four row boats, four thousand dollars, the black Japanese chest and the bars of Reykjavik to begin the wheels within wheels. There is the diminished Vezere and those two tire ruts disappearing into the wheat field. Here, some ancient crystalized sultanas, beefy bruisers, the Canal St. Denis. And there? There is baby carriage on the stairs, a Palmetto bug fussing in the shutters, bowed screen doors and a Grumman Albatross coming in low over the house, all this and still, you remember the big Stilson under the front seat,...
OCTOBER is Michael Hanner's second collection of poetry. It covers thirty-four row boats, four thousand dollars, the black Japanese chest and the bars...
