Item description for Standing In Line for the Beast (New Issues Poetry & Prose) by Jason Bredle...
Winner of the 2006 New Issues Poetry Prize. Judge: Barbara Hamby.
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Est. Packaging Dimensions: Length: 8.3" Width: 6" Height: 0.5" Weight: 0.35 lbs.
Release Date Mar 1, 2007
Publisher New Issues Poetry & Prose
ISBN 1930974671 ISBN13 9781930974678
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More About Jason Bredle
Jason Bredle is the author of SMILES OF THE UNSTOPPABLE (Magic Helicopter Press, 2011), STANDING IN LINE FOR THE BEAST (New Issues Poetry & Prose, 2007), and Pain Fantasy (Red Morning Press, 2007) as well as the chapbooks The Book of Evil (Dream Horse Press, 2010), Class Project (Publishing Genius Press, 2010), and A Twelve Step Guide (New Michigan Press, 2008). He lives in Chicago.
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Bredletinesday Feb 14, 2008
I have neither sent nor received a valentine since well-nigh on the third grade when small paper rectangles displaying the Pink Ranger and Fozzie Bear and no less than three hearts in varying shades of red and pink actually meant something. And of course by something I mean very little because really all that they were was just another form of a popularity contest, just a ruse to see whose heart shaped, glitter coated envelope would receive the most patronage, which would have most fully glutted itself upon heart shaped stickers by the end of homeroom but there was never any point to this contest because you knew before it began just exactly who was going to walk away with the most pink-foil wrapped Hershey's chocolate hearts and who was going to get exactly one package of gummy Lifesavers from the kid whose mother made himorher give a valentine to every kid and not just the pretty, rich ones who could afford to plop a big condescending candy bar in every box and smile because they know that Lifesaver is a terrible metaphor as well as a terrible candy because though there is, I will grant, a degree of similarity in the shape of the thing, when it invokes an awareness that you are, in fact, alone and hopeless in a vast pink ocean of people who may or may not actually love each other more than they love those chalky heart candies with poorly annotated messages of mild affection, and that your only hope of rescue lies in one small, vaguely dusty tasting sort of candy, it really ceases to be anything salvific and just becomes a little bit sad. Sad, especially because middle school is supposed to prepare you for what the world is like beyond homeroom and sad because, really, it is, and when you have the misfortune of realizing this you also have the misfortune of realizing that the whole rest of your life is going to be one long succession of popularity contests to be won or rather lost based on whether or not you happen to be able to afford the good candy bars or if you are the more bargain-bin, last year's cartoon show valentines sort of kid/ adult who never quite managed to breach the role and I suppose what I'm trying to say is that even if you are someone who has someone, or if you are someone with the big candy, Valentine's Day can still manage, all too often, to be a rather sad, bleak, lonely, and generally oppressive sort of holiday, and so: from one writer of long, rambly, lonely sounding but hopefully also beautiful and honest sorts of poems to another: You are not alone in your poignant observation of a less than beautiful world. You are lovely and- in a completely platonic, non-creepy, sort of way - You are loved.
The Best in Convalescence Apr 10, 2007
This is really the supreme solution for when you're illin'.
Compare to a rabbit that sings in a tuneful way.
Better than a hedgehog, but not better than a hedgehog that has taken a bite out of Billy Corgan, Billy Collins, or Billy Dee Williams.
Its vibrations are reminiscent of the Sonicare 6000.