I met Death last night:
A tall, sexy Navajo guy,
Long black hair
Long slender fingers
Beautiful eyes, loving gaze...
How hard it was
Not to go with him.
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Reviewed by Ricky the Love Martian
Reviewed on July 25, 2003
Awww, but there is so much to do here first!
He'll be waiting when it's time!
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
He'll be waiting when it's time!
This has got to be one of the best pieces I have seen here for a while. So much in a small package.
But please give him a raincheck. In the right light "life" looks pretty good too! Enjoy him while you may. - The other guy's not going anywhere.
DJ.
Peggy