The title is half of MOBY-DICK, OR, THE WHALE--and the half that is this collection of poems is the feminine. Yes, women voyage also. That dark stuff of guilt and 19th century creeping American protestant gloom isn't here. The puns and metaphors, the images within the poetry, and the titles of the poems are carved from Melville's novel. Sure that provides the book with a spine, but rather than darkness and death within this poetry there is at each vertebrate a love and a light, some white magic, an irresistible intoxicating ring of bone Isis white.--Mike Basinski
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #5,
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