One response to “Against Favoritism
(and in Praise of Savoring)”

  1. Emily

    Just this afternoon I recounted my reintroduction to poetry, while chatting about William Hjortsberg’s exhaustive new biography of Richard Brautigan. I only had a few weeks or months under my belt as a bookseller when a coworker suggested that I read The Pill Versus the Spring Hill Mine Disaster. “Oh. I don’t really like poetry,” I said, setting it down after a quick glance. A bit of badgering ensued, so I opened the book and selected a poem at random called The Pumpkin Tide. I was immediately smitten with the lighthearted tone and simple imagery, and I felt like a light bulb that had been burnt out since high school was at last replaced.

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