Comments on: Matthew Levine and Robert Haydon Jones

By: dan shulman

dan shulman — Sun, 29 Jan 2012 14:00:05 +0000

A zinger. Makes one stop suddenly, and think of all the links between one’s experiences that never disappear.

By: John H. Tucker

John H. Tucker — Tue, 17 Jan 2012 02:41:38 +0000

Wow. Beautiful and lyrical and a page out of Joyce … Periods are overrated!

By: Ed

Ed — Sun, 08 Jan 2012 17:11:04 +0000

What fun !,,,What “feeling” a little jewel.

By: Charles DeFanti

Charles DeFanti — Tue, 03 Jan 2012 16:25:50 +0000

Here’s Robert Frost, reborn, in a prose poem by the great Jones.

By: Dave Monroe

Dave Monroe — Sat, 31 Dec 2011 21:39:38 +0000

Just like triggers — something seemingly unrelated whiplashes one’s memory back to nightmares all too real. The squirl made it out, the bird made it out, and the narrator, feeling lucky, made it out, too.

By: paul zalon

paul zalon — Tue, 27 Dec 2011 23:09:47 +0000

This makes me laugh. I never know where RHJ will take me in his prose. The squirrel, the lark and that vivid memory- is there a word for this type of structure? Too long to be a Haiku, but definitely not from a “normal” Western sensibility (Jonesku?).
Great.

Beautiful painting gets you in the mood for the words.

By: seanbeaudoin

seanbeaudoin — Tue, 27 Dec 2011 00:26:15 +0000

jittery piece. Experimental in the right way with a deadpan tone to the shock. Luck is more than relative, it is where the fresh sin and the morning coffee meet.