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Chiasson is a talented poet, But some of the poems in this first collection feel too clever and, with the overload of references to say Horace, pretentious, Though the poems are well written, at times, I wasn't compelled to read on, I enjoyed the way Chaisson makes observation of the world or others a method of discovering more about the speaker,., I guess. This is Chiassons debut collection and I havent read much of his poetry, though have read some of his critical essays, Its hard for me to evaluate just not the kind of poetry I enjoy reading, I most enjoyed the shorter pieces in this collection, Many phrases and images I found arresting, but overall didn't enjoy it as much as I'd hoped, I especially liked "My Ravine," "Ward," and "The Kitsch of Death,"

"What is awareness / here, so ate, so close to night" from "Ward" I bought this book when it first came out inand read it cover to cover.
I remember being blown away by the poems and have held onto it for that reason, I have recently returned to my practice of reading at least one poem daily and so I picked this one back up, but I didn't have nearly the same response.
Maybe my taste in poetry has evolved, but maybe, and I think this a more likely scenario, it's more about where I am in my life right now.
I believe

that poetry speaks so strongly to feeling and mood, that poets and poems will resonate more at some points in our lives than others, and that the book I rate a three today, I may have rated a four back in, and may rate a five or a two some day in the future.
I will also say that two of the last poems in the book, SelfStorage and Aubade, particularly Aubade, are now among my favorite poems.
"There's just no winning in this life, is there" Brandon Lee Deleon as I contemplated what I would write in this review textbox.
Cicada, Paul:, Visit, Deer, Anonymous Bust of a Man c, A. D.amp One are all lovely, First book of poems I've read in a while to which my primary response was envy, Chiasson's world is populated with more things than people, but everything is colorful and alive and subject to all the despair that the former entail.
He has a firm but delicate hand with his language, I suppose it does sometimes come up to the edge of being too polished, but for me the compression and precision almost always paid off.
Both intensely personal and deeply rooted in recognizable events of personal, familial, or national significance, The Afterlife of Objects is a kind of dreamed autobiography.
With poise and skill, Dan Chiasson divulges the enigmas of the mind of not just one individual but of an entire social world through a beautifully constructed poetic voice that issues from a kind of mythic childhood of our collective, tortured humanity.
This sophisticated debut collection offers deceptively simple poems that evoke highly complex states of mind with a voice that has long been listening to the discordant music of contemporary life.

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