Here are some blurbs that for some reason the editor chose not to use:
“It's books like this that filled the poetry shelf in my father's bookstore in
Poughkeepsie. Before he switched to auto parts.”
—Fabio A., Rikers Island
“I found it on the metro, of all places. And left it there, I dare say.”
—Henry Blankenship, BBC
“Dennison, Dennison… Let me think. Oh, my...”
—Miss Cringer, Hoosier Elementary
“I keep mine in the closet, just in case.”
—T. C., Actor
“Waiting for Better… Well I, for one, still am.”
—P. Wad, Editor
“I gave my copy to my very best friend.”
—Anthony Snootfaux, Critic-at-Large
“To be honest, I prefer his earlier work. What? This is his first book?"
—Quizella R., Student
“Why doesn't he write about ME?!”
—Insanlia Cutosa, Ex-wife
“I read and enjoyed every word innit—Now can I have that cigarette?”
—Henry L., Sidewalk Supervisor
“I read this book with great...interest. Really.”
—L.L. Pantsonfire, Professor Emeritus
“One of those rare books that begs to improve with repeated readings.”
—Nigel Humphenthaller, NYT Book Reviewer
“I found this book at what was once my favorite bookstore.”
—Steve Seedsenall, Arbiter et Alia
“Hardly a day goes by that we don't find more of Mr. Dennison's work
in our mailbox, no matter how often we move.
—Trudy Ostergob, Editor, Crepuscular Orb Review
“Yes, one of these…poems…was published in Midnight Proboscis. What of it?”
—Steply Henderson, Former Editor, Midnight Proboscis
“It's work such as this which restores my faith in the wit and verve of modern poetry;
for surely, somewhere out there, it hides, snickering madly.
—Thelastus Wordius, Poetry Magazine
