better not best

Her poetry wasn’t hard to like; but it was difficult to admire. [Thinking of Kay Ryan]

1 comment:

Joseph Hutchison said...

Funny you should post this today. I had a gift card to spend at a local B&N and was leafing through Ryan's new & selected, The Best of It. Almost every poem I read made me smile, but not one made me want to read it twice. Maybe one can only step into the same Ryan poem once? Not what I need, I guess. So I picked up Louise Glück's A Village Life instead; the long lines, so different from her other work, won me over.