Publisher's Synopsis
Poetry. From the ugly stick to the dirty martini Jeffrey Morgan uncovers much to cry shame about in this book of crumbling points and ambiguous figures. Cry shame? I mean to suggest that there's much exquisite articulation here, meaning jointedness, meaning mano-a-mano encounters of the most uncertain kind, meaning a way--all through the book--of breaking-it-down that's always verging on both collapse and a way of teasing out desire. Here, reading strategies rub torsos with rescue strategies; 'an insatiable loneliness' butts up against being bored. But Morgan's gaze is always up-tunnel, if you know what I mean; the power's in Morgan's ability to look and look and look. No one--neither rescuer nor castaway, not commuter, not gentle or base reader--walks away whole from CRYING SHAME--C. S. Giscombe.
