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Standing in Line for
the Beast These poems
attack basic human desires, such as wanting to turn into a werewolf so
you can tear the throat out of a crashing bore. Or picturing hell or characterizing
death, which in a Jason Bredle poem can take you from listening to his
friend Anne read a poem to a thunderstorm in Memphis to Mexico to 'an
18 / wheeler hauling Little Debbie snack cakes up I-75' and beyond. Jason
Bredle is in that truck, eating Little Debbie cakes and being kicked in
the ass by Kierkegaard, heading to Mexico to fall in love or die, because
either one could be just around the corner. Jason Bredle
has swagger, smarts, and talent in abundance, not to mention impeccable
comic timing. He is also confident enough in his command of tone and in
his emotional range to never allow himself to settle for shtick and the
easy tour-de-force. His poems always delight and surprise us, but their
ultimate aim is pathos, even heartbreak. Standing in Line for the Beast
is a collection of unusual promise. Funny things
happen to Jason Bredle while he's Standing in Line for the Beast,
waiting for the Apocalypsenot funny to him, perhaps, but deliciously
funny to his readers. In poem after poem he makes us smile, chuckle, snort,
chortle, but never loses sight of the tragedy that gives rise to his comedy.
Reading Standing in Line for the Beast is like eating a rich, complex
dessert, where hints of acidity and underlying bitterness make the sweetness
rare and delightful. In Standing
in Line for the Beast, all becomes event, even the image actively
assembles contexts for decisions, directions, regrets, and compensation.
There are no empty moments; each moment is the start of something that
immediately gives birth to the next moment. The result is that Jason Bredle
has decoded pulse. . . . Jason is clever enough to put everything into
the perspective of how unstoppable the motion of existence is, in its
raggedness, in its ability to seek comfort in the longing for what at
any other moment might not sustain, but does right now, but does as every
preceding moment feeds this incredible now. "The poems in
Jason Bredle's first full-length collection, Standing in Line for the
Beast, spill off the page like a whole closetful of Ray Kroc Youth
Achievement Awardsa thousand individual moments so strangely and
vividly crystallized you want to hold onto them forever." " . . . while
I was never quite sure where Bredle was taking me next, I somehow liked
where I was going." " . . . Standing in Line for the Beast is a promising book, at times dazzlingly sharp and funny." Jason B. Jones, Bookslut "Objects are
springboards for the poetic imagination and Bredle comes across as a bit
stunned over what to do with his overwhelming accumulation of them, turning
out piece after lengthy piece of list-laden free verse, cramming every
nook and cranny with a cacophony of catch-alls. We, in turn, come away
from these poems a bit stunned ourselves. Stunned by the breadth of his
wit, by the boldness of his voice, and by the endless inner monologue
of asides, false starts, circumlocutions, detours, digressions, pitfalls,
and pratfalls that guide nearly every poem in the book." |
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