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Massimiliano Cestari massimilianocestari — 3.5 I guess. I read most of these poems outside of the book context, took a bit of the fun out of it. Kind of disappointed that her best description for black eyes were nigger-eye.

Taylor Bogle taylorbogle — After reading the book, I had my dad read it before a hunting trip to main. Serves him right for telling me he knew Neil Diamond and my not realizing I had met an imposter until hours later.May not be Stephen King at his best, but it's interesting.

김 유정 dbwjd923504f — I love the idea, as a Southern girl, of this book. I think place is a really big part in this, and that is marvelously set up and dealt with. The setting becomes something that is inherent in the story instead of just a backdrop, and that was a really lovely addition. I feel like the (spoiler) sexual things that happened to the main character were alluded to too heavily and not addressed quickly enough. I wasn't surprised when it was all finally told to me. I was sort of annoyed and let down that that was all it was. I find that unfortunate, because it had so much potential and obviously had a big impact on the main character. I did enjoy the bit of a twist in the ending (though I wasn't completely surprised there either). I did particularly enjoy the way that it ended. There was a bit of hope when we desperately needed it. All in all, a good read, but not one that I'm likely to re-read several times.

Paul Kos _oz — This is not so much a review as a response, since I am not a golf player and do not understand the sport argot that constitutes the material, metaphor and metaphysics of this ambitious book of poems. Reading this stream of mostly short, untitled poems, I am the small animal that leaps from floating log to floating log, finding a slippery hold on some comprehensible utterance before the water's momentum carries me forward again. The run is not only desperate, it is also thrilling. For despite the poem's obscurities to this reader the complex orchestration of voices, syntax, and lineation is extremely compelling, and I read the book from beginning to end with a rush of excitement. The book wants us to believe that golf is the Game of Life. The sport is a world of male camaraderie and competition, not only between men of similar ages but also men of different generations. The author, in his bio, explains helpfully that he plays frequently with his father, his brother, his nephew, his brother-in-law, and others he's known since he first swung a club . . . when he was eleven, forty years ago." The green is thus the one place where the men can get together to Do Their Thing. The maleness of this world is further accentuated by the pervasive sexual double entendre: shots, holes, balls, traps. The poems do not depend for their effect on cheap puns, but the puns are part of their swing. The golf course is referred to as "she," in much the same way as sailors refer to their ship, or patriots refer to their country: it is adventure and dedication, sacrifice and love. And on that putting green, the poems enact male excitement, accomplishments, association, rivalry, condescension, anxieties, and consolations. If these poems adhere to William Carlos Williams' preference for an American idiom, they also draw strength from e. e. cumming's playfulness with typography, radical linebreaks, punctuation, and the use of one part of speech for another. I hear in the repeated appearances of a character called "Stetson" an allusion to T. S. Eliot. Seen from this angle, the Waste Land is transformed into a golf course, a bathetic change, perhaps, but one determined to show that the same angst exists in the relatively rarefied air of the golf club. Instead of seeking an ascetic discipline, as in the end of "The Waste Land," Steve Tills tries for the perfection of a swing, while knowing that perfection is not possible, not even desirable, perhaps. This poetic statement appears in my favorite poem of the collection, which begins "Golf is several games of some."

Rebecca Tiffany rtiffany — One of my favorite books as a child.