Comments on: shattered sonnets love cards and other off and back handed importunities http://www.constantcritic.com/ray_mcdaniel/shattered_sonnets_love_cards_and_other_off_and_back_handed_importunities/ Timely poetry reviews Fri, 03 Feb 2012 01:37:06 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1 By: Heidi Peppermint http://www.constantcritic.com/ray_mcdaniel/shattered_sonnets_love_cards_and_other_off_and_back_handed_importunities/comment-page-1/#comment-89 Heidi Peppermint Fri, 14 Nov 2003 00:55:00 +0000 http://www.constantcritic.test/ray_mcdaniel/shattered_sonnets_love_cards_and_other_off_and_back_handed_importunities#comment-89 Hi. I really enjoyed your review and appreciate the distinction you make between excess as poetic practice and poetic idea. <br> <br> Chrs, Heidi Hi. I really enjoyed your review and appreciate the distinction you make between excess as poetic practice and poetic idea.

Chrs, Heidi

]]> By: Jorge Sanchez http://www.constantcritic.com/ray_mcdaniel/shattered_sonnets_love_cards_and_other_off_and_back_handed_importunities/comment-page-1/#comment-88 Jorge Sanchez Sat, 13 Sep 2003 16:22:00 +0000 http://www.constantcritic.test/ray_mcdaniel/shattered_sonnets_love_cards_and_other_off_and_back_handed_importunities#comment-88 I sit beneath the overcast skies<br> of the Middle Middle-West,<br> a full-size industrial table<br> saw wharring dowels into trim,<br> and the thirst slaking droplets<br> of Ray McDaniel's quickened<br> critique gives me something<br> to go out and read, consume;<br> <br> Mr. McDaniel:<br> <br> Once again, I am made gleeful by your prose. Normally, I pleasure in the puckish joy of your regular dismantlings of career and canon (not that I am anything but a pacifist; not that I am anything but a smile-and-nodder). I am glad to see you've put down your caustic scythe (for now) and picked up the shiny sinews of the feast-ox, lighting the fat-girded femurs, making a torch of bones;<br> <br> Hooray for the appearance of Ms. Davis' second book.<br> <br> -J I sit beneath the overcast skies
of the Middle Middle-West,
a full-size industrial table
saw wharring dowels into trim,
and the thirst slaking droplets
of Ray McDaniel’s quickened
critique gives me something
to go out and read, consume;

Mr. McDaniel:

Once again, I am made gleeful by your prose. Normally, I pleasure in the puckish joy of your regular dismantlings of career and canon (not that I am anything but a pacifist; not that I am anything but a smile-and-nodder). I am glad to see you’ve put down your caustic scythe (for now) and picked up the shiny sinews of the feast-ox, lighting the fat-girded femurs, making a torch of bones;

Hooray for the appearance of Ms. Davis’ second book.

-J

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