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A review by shaunnow38
Unincorporated Persons in the Late Honda Dynasty by Tony Hoagland
3.0
Hoagland has created a really sound collection of poetry that zooms into the soul for a view of the agony and ennui of American existence before zooming out to see the vast world of corporate and consumption culture.
Hoagland writes beautifully in this work, with a particular elegance in his treatment of man's intersection with nature and with material. Hoagland captures the uncertainties, the triumphs, the failures, and the little beats of daily life.
The poems here are sensitive to the fragile and the hurting. They are keen viewers of the past, the present, and each's actants.
This collection does move a bit towards repitition, with the second half feeling less punchy than the first. Hoagland is also very straightforward with his style, taking a conversational eloquence over a formal variance.
Overall the collection is quite a fine one, although I don't feel his statements are as provocative as I initially thought them to be.
Notable poems include:
Food Court
I Have News for You
Hard Rain
Cement Truck
My Father's Vocabulary
Summer
Requests for Toy Piano
Muchness
Hoagland writes beautifully in this work, with a particular elegance in his treatment of man's intersection with nature and with material. Hoagland captures the uncertainties, the triumphs, the failures, and the little beats of daily life.
The poems here are sensitive to the fragile and the hurting. They are keen viewers of the past, the present, and each's actants.
This collection does move a bit towards repitition, with the second half feeling less punchy than the first. Hoagland is also very straightforward with his style, taking a conversational eloquence over a formal variance.
Overall the collection is quite a fine one, although I don't feel his statements are as provocative as I initially thought them to be.
Notable poems include:
Food Court
I Have News for You
Hard Rain
Cement Truck
My Father's Vocabulary
Summer
Requests for Toy Piano
Muchness