by Christian Bök
Christian Bok's Eunoia, a book of prose poems confined to the use of a single vowel per chapter, uses a density and texture of expression uncommon even among poetry. As an aspiring writer and lover of language, I could not help but swoon over the absolute brilliance and musicality of Bok's language ...
A mad, bad, glad Dada blast. Expect sex, sex, sex: The rest of this review is in my book If Research Were Romance and Other Implausible Conjectures
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