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REVIEW:
The Bandit Gamut Grope
Perhaps the dedication could sum-up the title's meaning:
"For those that have died
the deaths of gods
and have never let us
take those deaths apart
by the internal blue
that which freedom claims
'blood' and cherubs claim
a dance, a grope, of every poet...
of every bandit."
This collection of works, mostly from 1996 to 1999, has an alluring sense of subtleties and mysteries that can, simply, not be passed up. Its intriguing deceptions and uncommon grip of its environment will keep your fingers turning page after page. At first glance, the author's style may seem unjustifiable. But the deeper you search, the more you come to understand his position. It's as if he has taken his emotions and placed them in the witness stand where he has interrogated them with relentless inquisitions of self, society, and loves. The author's works reflect influences that range from Mayakovsky, Garcia Lorca and Rilke to Bukowski, O'Hara and Carroll.
A sampling follows:
a conversation at Haussner's
authors,
you do not know the hypocrisy of your wrists snapping
back in sync with your tall inked shells shot out across
the faded pulp like the reptile stares of my sister in
turmoil
at the dinner table
like the hearth's screams of lost fire you do not subsume her limbs or spine to
a suicide pose but
rather rest your weary cigars in a glass heart and find a different medium of conversation.
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John Lightle, born behind the Lightle Funeral Home in Auburn, Washington, now resides in Northern Virginia. His life between the two has been nothing short of stunning. Living most of his childhood in a renovated milking barn on a small farm in LaGrange, KY, John has dealt with many of life's mishaps and many of its fruits. This debut anthology of his writings reflects those experiences. He is currently a C.A.D. draftsman for an electric utility in Southern Maryland and enjoys life as it may come - fizzled or fervent.
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