To read the poetry of Richard Bronson in his book
Search for Oz is to discover anew that there are
messages everywhere in the contemporary world
in the language of birds and Hobie cats, in the
enigma of war and plague, in the black mundane
comedy of meatball and Chinese fortune cookie.
Gestures and exaltations are made manifest here,
in the impersonality of a surgeon's scalpel, in the
intimacy of two bodies drawn together. In poem
after poem, Bronson invites us to unmask with
him, in this world we all pass through, what is
timeless and terrifying and impassioned and true.
There is whimsy and absence and caution and
wonder inside this book. There is hope , and loss,
and reconciliation. Above all there is an
unquenchable curiosity for what the next moment
will bring.
George Wallace,
the Suffolk County Poet Laureate 2003-2005 and
Editor, Poetrybay
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BOOK REVIEW
