KJ Hannah Greenberg,
A Bank Robber’s Bad Luck with His Ex-Girlfriend
A Bank Robber’s Bad LuckAuthor: KJ Hannah Greenberg
with His Ex-Girlfriend
Publisher: Createspace, Dec. 15, 2011
Format: Trade paper
Length: 76 pp.
ISBN: 193637322X; 9781936373222
To wit, A Bank Robber's Bad Luck with His Ex-Girlfriend employs a mixture of contemporary and traditional forms, including ae freislighae, ballad, cyrch a chutas, and free verse, as it proffers the tang of real or imagined, but almost always piquant, romantic life. First love, serial marriages, fidelity, adultery, crushes, callous calculations, and much more are explicated in this collection’s unabashed adjudication of relationships.
Concurrently tough, sassy, and hopeful, this book strives to press up against soft concepts of intimate associations. Articulated regrets, muted longings, and rudimentary joy all slide among these pages. From the initial poem, “A Bankrobber’s Bad Luck with His Ex-Girlfriend,” to the concluding verse, “Hurt is to Healing,” this volume gives readers images and language with which to wrestle with affection’s important, awkward and contested moments.
Whereas you might be tempted to forgo all further human experiments in favor of cloistering yourself with an imaginary hedgehog or whereas you might find it easier to pretend that all is right with your current situation than to redefine your personal boundaries, allow A Bank Robber's Bad Luck with His Ex-Girlfriend to help you own your volitions. It might be imprudent to act otherwise.
A Bank Robber’s Bad Luck
Your occasional night feedings,
Yet, lambies and kids never dared
My small cabin meant shelter,
Consider, the staid, local law says
Hurt is to Healing
Streaks of lightning, skyward fires,
Desert-blown winds, desert-blown gore,
Herbs’ healing blossoms, folks’ fostered kin,
Death, birth and passage, eternal clash,
Sleep while the wind sleeps, rest with the sky,
Bloom tiny babies, bring woolly sheep,
Hurt is to healing, blood is to tears,
When Lowing Wisents Agitate
School marms’ meetings blossom nonce, also disappear,
Old maids, it seems, have little interest in evoking the specters of dating
Such “wild gals,” after all, come in sizes, colors, ages banned from centerfolds,
Copyright © 2012 by KJ Hannah Greenberg