BONES:

POEMS BY MIKE FREEMAN

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A love note to a woman who suddenly floats up into the air. A wry visual spoof on the recent “smiley face” infestation. A surreal account of living in a house that is literally made of glass. Excerpts from a genealogy of everything.


This is Bones, the second book of poetry by Mike Freeman. Here language is stripped down to its essence: lean and unencumbered. The author moves effortlessly from prose poems to minimalist language pieces, from traditional forms to concrete poetry. Bones runs the full gamut of human emotion and its tone can turn on a dime: one poem tinged with bittersweet nostalgia, another caustically satiric, another unabashedly romantic. Holding it all together is a sense of the absurd. Laughter is found in even the darkest places. A delightful book of refreshing wit and clarity, these bones come alive.


Publication Date: 12/07

ISBN 978093068832

 
 

Welcome to Mike Freeman’s breakout poetry collection. Step into the mind of a pet high on antidepressants in Dog on Prozac. Run with a hard-boiled gumshoe in Poem Noir, a tribute to 1940s and 50s detective films. Rediscover the joys of an autumn day through the eyes of a robot with Andrew the Android Sings a Love Song to the Falling Leaves. And raise a cheer for a much-maligned figure in Ode to Wile E. Coyote.

Named Cigarette Salad because the author quit smoking halfway through the writing of the book, these 70 poems are divided roughly in half into both a Smoking and Non-Smoking section—so there is something for everyone.

 

 

 

Observe firsthand the effects of nicotine on the mind of a poet.

 

WARNING: Nicotine withdrawal may lead to surrealism.


  Publication Date: September 15/06

ISBN 9780973068825








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CIGARETTE SALAD: POEMS BY

MIKE FREEMAN