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"It originates at the detail, the hinge of the door to the museum. Not the landscape or the figure that might be art, might be a coin-collector, maybe both. How you’ve taken us to twenty such places in the name of teaching me. The titles were always better than their canvases, all that blank sincerity. Their voices— if voiced—would spiral up into sincerity, and I never liked a sound for what it signified. I lost you in the impressionists. Found the gate to the pleasure-garden behind the museum.
*Spoilers (mostly structural ones)* This collection is in three parts, and the second feels distinctly like the B-section of a large musical form, or the middle movement of an orchestral work. "The Resurrectionists: London, 1896" comprises persona poems from the world of Sherlock Holmes, including several excerpts from "Watson's Diary" as well as a previously-unreleased (invented by Cavallaro) Holmes tale, "The Adventure of the Hooded Woman," which is delightfully glitchy. What makes the structu...
I read this because I thought there were going to be fairy tale elements. I was convinced there were, but now I wonder if I heard wrong. There aren't fairy tale elements. There are poems that relate to Sherlock Holmes and Watson, though.The collection is an interesting dialogue between the Holmes/Watson poems and the story of a relationship. The poems jump around in time, so you don't get a linear narrative, either about the Holmes/Watson story or the contemporary relationship, so you have to pi...
Poetry is not a genre I'm very familiar with, but I enjoyed this collection immensely. This book helped me see the emotion behind the poetry--usually I'm so focused on the words and specific meaning that I forget about that aspect of it. I thought it interesting how the stories paralleled each other as well.
I rarely rate poetry collections. I don’t feel like I’m skilled enough at critical analysis of poetry to rate it. I really enjoyed this collection. I couldn’t quite pin down the tone of these poems, it’s such an interesting blend of what seems like memoir and Sherlockian imaginings.