Billy Collins's poetry is far more conventional than the poetry I usually read. I feel like I shouldn't like it as much as I do, but it's like sitting back and watching a well executed Hollywood blockbuster, or better yet, romantic comedy. Collins's latest book is slightly darker in tone than some of his previous work, but still shows his penchant for turning seemingly mundane observations into witty, even profound meditations on death, loss, and the imagination. This was a gift from my best friend for Christmas, but I didn't read it until last night/this morning while in a really space in my head -- it turned out to be exactly what I needed. It's gorgeous and I smiled over and over about the references to Dante and John and everything. I haven't read Billy Collins before, but I'm definitely sure there will be many more in my future if I have anything to say about it.
What do You think about Horoscopes For The Dead (2011)?
Another amazing collection of poetry by one of the best around, funny, insightful, wonderful fare.
—Tara