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![]() Click for words events Poetry Review Leisurely Verse
William Carlos Williams wrote on prescription pads. Wallace Stevens gave
his poems to a secretary at Hartford Accident and Insurance, who typed
them up. Poets work with what they've got--and in David Tucker's case,
that probably means a reporter's notepad.
Tucker's poetic debut, "Late for Work," bears all the hallmarks of
his newspapering life (currently, he's an assistant managing editor at
The Newark Star-Ledger). Poems come bearing titles like "Morning
edition" or "A Book Review," and sing the praises of that sweet spot
between deadlines.
"Kingdom of Laziness" imagines a world with no tick-tock, where
"yawns come loose/from your intentions." And "Voice Mail" sounds
like every newspaper employee's fantasy: "You want to leave a
message... Leave one... If he ever gets back, that is, and I'm not
saying/that he will ever come back or that/he hasn't been killed in a
bar fight in Mexico/where for some years he has lived another
life/filled with verse and drunken episodes."
In the volume's second section, Tucker eases back on the wordplay
and adopts a more ruminative tone to evoke a father's hometown loyalty,
a mother's mental illness. The quilt of his past is rich, but not
stifled by nostalgia. Tucker never forgets this is art, not therapy. The
collection's finest poem, "The Brief Life of the Box," turns into a
beautiful homage to Stevens' classic, "Anecdote of the Jar," but
Tucker's version pivots around a box that is made to hold the poet's
entire childhood.
This is very strong work--clearly Tucker has taken his time. Perhaps
there was no deadline for this moonlight work, just pleasure.
Occasionally, Tucker gets decadent, runs away with a metaphor--fashions
something flashy and sets it afloat on a current of easy chuckles.
"Late for Work" reveals he's earned a right to do this--the chance,
for once, to let it rip. To be not just the bearer of our morning
bulletin, but the news itself. "Late for Work: Poems"
David Tucker
Houghton Mifflin, 53 pages, $12
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