My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I continue in awe of the way Taransky can break a line. The poems are as worked as work can be, but broken thank goodness, broken like champs. Can’t imagine the lines any differently. But I don’t really think the crux of this stuff is its brokenness. It’s about hearing the said saying. I like that. I don’t know why it took me so long to read this!