Though the preface to Gary Esarey’s volume claims “this little book [is] not art and craft but a parody of art, a grim bouffe stiffened by hard weather and cold,” it is a fitting introduction to the playful and often hilarious poems within. With titles such as “Pinch ruddy those cheeks of slumber” (“Pastel-gray on black/ the streaks of May do jog awake,/ the clouding night the day/ doth disendarkle...”) and “Trixi leaves town behind” (“Tacoma—/ it rebuffs improvement/ with time its smell diminishes/ its virtue is not overpraised...”), Esarey tips off the reader: expect parody, musical language, and humor in this work.
Esarey, Gary, "How Crows Talk and Willows Walk" (1995). Ahsahta Press. Paper 22.