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Sunday, September 5, 2021


 Coming back to the real poems of Bronk

I find them more varied, more full of a life not my own

and richer than my own, possibly. 

They are less abstract than I had imagined, 

stranger, and more beautiful even in their abstraction, 

resembling very little my crude caricatures. 

I like the way he fools you with what I might call a "dullness around the edges" 

then hits hard with a poem you never saw coming.  

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