Monday, March 31, 2008

Wayne Mason/A Lifetime Of Mondays reviewed by Michael Grover



Wayne Mason is definitely a poet that I can relate to. Coming from a small nowhere Florida town much like myself. I recognize the hopelessnessin his words, in fact the only hope is destruction. This short book of poems covers Wayne the aging poet staying in that same Florida town. Itis written unpretentiously in a language that common people would understand. His poems speak of images that he has of the factory that he worksin burning down with the bosses still inside and ash raining on their luxury cars parked outside. Mason is a working class poet who would ratherhang out in a working class bar, with a jukebox so outdated it still has Monk on it, than hang out in a coffee shop with a bunch of trendy kids.I would highly recommend this to anyone who likes real poetry, cold and hard like concrete. My favorite poem of this collection would be Cries OfThe World, where he calls on Kannon the goddess of compassion, but there is not a bad one in here. It is 6 dollars post paid P.O. Box 90945, Lakeland Fl 33804.

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