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An interesting corollary to Ron's test would be to remove the names of blurbers and the poetry books being blurbed (the content or quality of the books being immaterial in this instance, some of which chosen are pretty good, some of which are pretty bad):

The proper response to a poem, we are told, is another poem, not this disjointed mumbling I'm offering--but what I want to say is simply--Behold! Attend to the dangerous dance happening here in these pages, the way words entangle themselves, the way they weave a fine mesh, a net cast as if by Hephaestus to catch the net of desires created by other words...the erotic myth has been subsumed in the body of Woman, sufficient.

A physicist of syllables, a mesmerizing singer of near-apocalyptic lullabies, a rememberer, a forgetter, a reinventer, a destroyer--a philosopher of disappearances, an architect of mutabilities--this poet actually sees the new world we are emerging into--from the fission of subatomic matter to its cataclysmic effects on the deserts of both our planet and our inner lives.

In X, Y finds and propounds the courage to hold himself accountable for the unaccountable consequences of Attention, of Vision. Thus, his is a law without bounds and an unconditional mercy. The Sublime is always inappropriate, and Y delights in sublimity without shame. Honor him.

These poems are healing beads against grief and terror. The person imbued with them will stand a better chance to save himself from a territory even smaller than time. Yet the place where Z's poetry will open up salvation does not exist as a place, will not be in time. The subversive darkness and lucidity of his poems know about this: they have the power to mutate the species, prepare it to survive in previously unimaginable worlds.

What kinds of poetries are being discussed in each of these blurbs?

...feel free to email me more of your favorite anonymous blurbkraft and I'll post it.


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