a horse with holes in it

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“‘I couldn’t. I could not / speak words,’ Greg Alan Brownderville confesses in ‘Theater in Wartime,’ one of many powerfully crystalline poems in his third collection, A Horse with Holes in It. Brownderville understands the magnetic possibilities of both story and song in poems that are as wise as parables and as hypnotic as hymns. His speakers are refreshingly willing to both laugh at the absurd synchronicities of life and mourn its myriad losses. After I read this book, I wanted to confess, too—not to ask for repentance, but to, as Brownderville does, profess my faith in this world’s maddeningly melodic mysteries.”

—Tarfia Faizullah

 

“Greg Alan Brownderville is the bird Keats felt such envy over. Supple painter of season. Planer of landscape. Chaser of romantical tangle in storm. Brownderville beams folk-art magic. It’s all here: song, questing, excess of song, haunting, family, beauty, faith, ugly beauty, hue, hew, humor, and harrow. You won’t read a more strangely intimate collection this year. At your elbow and ear, Brownderville is word made flesh and worried flesh commencing to shine. He gets so hollowed out you’ll wonder, is it him or the wind playing him? I can hear Browning and Frost rising up out of their graves, their fingerbones flinting applause. At the crossroads of love and lorn, Brownderville’s flag and tent ripple. Such rare spiritus billowing. Step into this book and be changed.”

—Abraham Smith

 

 

a horse with holes in it