Banking on Joseph Beth bookseller's reputation as being strong in literature/poetry, my wife and son and I drove up to Cleveland this weekend ready to blow some dough on books.
The poetry selection was measley. Wait, actually it was Measley (with a capital M.) Though (R.J. have you heard?) there was a Collected hard cover C.K. Williams on the shelf and I thought of all my friends for whom this will be a good thing.
My son got a cool Transformers book, my wife a bit of fiction, and I got a ticket from the fuzz for turning left against a no left turn sign to get out of the parking lot.
The ticket was pink, a good read but kind of dense. Minimalist I think. Kind of anemic on imagery, but it had nice flow. Line breaks were pretty novel. Often, rather than elipses or enjambment, the writer employed little boxes that were checked. It was also two-sided. Clever.
So, that was my purchase for the weekend.
