Publisher's Synopsis
In his fourth collection of poems, Thomas Lynch attends to flora, fauna, and fellow pilgrims: dead poets and living masters, a former president and his factotums, a sin-eater and inseminator. Faux-bardic and mock-epic, deft at lament and lampoon, fete and feint, Lynch's poems are powerful medicines, tonics for the long haul and home-going.
from "Walking Papers"
You can think of it as punctuation
and maybe take some comfort from that, friend-
a question mark or exclamation point-
no matter, we're all sentenced to an end,
the movers and the shakers, bon vivants,
all ne'er-do-wells and nincompoops, savants,
sage and sluggard, deft and daft alike:
everyone's given their walking papers.
