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Praise for It Looks Worse than I Am
Books Press is proud to publish the poems from its first Open Reading
selection. Laurie Blauner’s It Looks Worse than I Am compelled the
editors by its deft and fearless language, shifting tonalities, and
discomforting surrealism. The creature she calls “the animal” is delightfully
recognizable to any reader, as are the poems’ dreamers, forlorn, and
misanthropes who exist in a condition of otherness that can’t be appeased. In
playful and savage language she reminds us—“There’s blood everywhere and a
throat full of rabbits. Intent is what happens to others.”
I get the same feeling
reading the poems of It Looks Worse than I Am as I do viewing the work
of Cristina Vergano, work that is both academic and surreal. Laurie
Blauner’s world seems oddly familiar but also infinitely strange. All
the boundaries of space, time, and place are dissolved and transformed
as you read. It’s a world of pure imagination not unlike Cocteau’s
Orpheus, where statues come to life, the living and the dead juxtapose
then become one, and the artist’s experience is defined not by the
presence of things but her absence from them.|
—Alan Catlin, Misfit Magazine
Sample poem from It Looks Worse than I Am
house is unnerved. I used to carry it
inside with its bread and water and lonely furniture, until I picked a place
with a cement hide and iron teeth, having seen too much. I didn't do it. I never did.
Neither did anyone else here. I
saw someone unlock his body, someone I knew.
I fell apart and then I was carried away.
Outside is small and unmentionable: the air twists with regrets like fur. But I have enough here - my mouth opening wider and wider, my tiny arm hairs stirred into action. I told them that I couldn't hurt a fly. Now flies swarm all around me.
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