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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
The House of Blue Light is the second collection of autobiographical
memory poems
by Catholic-school-boy-gone-bad-turned-poet-made-good David Kirby, a stand-up comic of verse if ever there was one:
in Stardust Memories … these wise space aliens who visit Earth … tell [Woody Allen] that if he really wants to serve humanity, / he should tell funnier jokes, wait, that’s my duty, / I think, that’s my public duty! Because sooner or later, / we all turn upside down.
Wearing both heart and wit on his sleeve, Kirby confi des in longish narrative poems events he actually or vicariously experienced, as a child, a teen, a young man, and now, as well as some future scenes he imagines. Literary theorists Jacques Derrida and Roland Barthes; Little Richard and Muhammad Ali; Herman Melville, James Dickey, and Henry James; friends, family, personal heroes, and acquaintances, including the Ah Oui Girl of Paris and Tige Watley’s Whoah of Baton Rouge, are all equally alive in Kirby’s poems.
As Walt Whitman did, Kirby offers a first-person speaker as a proxy for everyone else ( Who, including ourselves, / knows what we know and when we know it? ), achieving a unity and accessible authenticity rare in poetry. A fun house,
a mishmash for sure,
The House of Blue Light is a delightfully entertaining, irreverent, erudite collection of commentary piling upon commentary that brings us
that one element so largely absent / from our quotidian existence, i.e., surprise.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
The House of Blue Light is the second collection of autobiographical
memory poems
by Catholic-school-boy-gone-bad-turned-poet-made-good David Kirby, a stand-up comic of verse if ever there was one:
in Stardust Memories … these wise space aliens who visit Earth … tell [Woody Allen] that if he really wants to serve humanity, / he should tell funnier jokes, wait, that’s my duty, / I think, that’s my public duty! Because sooner or later, / we all turn upside down.
Wearing both heart and wit on his sleeve, Kirby confi des in longish narrative poems events he actually or vicariously experienced, as a child, a teen, a young man, and now, as well as some future scenes he imagines. Literary theorists Jacques Derrida and Roland Barthes; Little Richard and Muhammad Ali; Herman Melville, James Dickey, and Henry James; friends, family, personal heroes, and acquaintances, including the Ah Oui Girl of Paris and Tige Watley’s Whoah of Baton Rouge, are all equally alive in Kirby’s poems.
As Walt Whitman did, Kirby offers a first-person speaker as a proxy for everyone else ( Who, including ourselves, / knows what we know and when we know it? ), achieving a unity and accessible authenticity rare in poetry. A fun house,
a mishmash for sure,
The House of Blue Light is a delightfully entertaining, irreverent, erudite collection of commentary piling upon commentary that brings us
that one element so largely absent / from our quotidian existence, i.e., surprise.