AT THE EDGE by Michael Goldman

AT THE EDGE

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KIRKUS REVIEW

This is Mr. Goldman's second volume of poetry (First Poems 1965) and an interesting group it is. Not surprisingly the poet is fascinated by edges, abrupt departures and advents: ""I am divided/among many images./Everything is alive but a little on edge."" Mr. Goldman tumbles his sharp and splintery appreciations in consort with amusing cerebral flagellations (""there's an author just inside me/and he wants to use the phone."") or moods when ""a dark gentle poem is in me."" Some poems are stylistically extravagant with prosy paragraphs; others are simple, serene, punctuated by a concluding brush-stroke image. A poet of ranging and fanciful extremes, Mr. Goldman balances skillfully along the edge of some awesome-to-capricious insights.

Pub Date: Aug. 18th, 1969
Publisher: Macmillan