REARVIEW MIRROR is the work of an important poet at the height of his powers. With a wink and a tear, Charles Borkhuis takes us on an existential picaresque to confront the tragic joke of the human condition. Sparkling and sparking with insight and wit, this tour de force navigates the 'bumpy ride from here to nowhere' to probe the paradox at reality's heart. Flavored with Borkhuis's signature noir idiom and imagery, these agile poems 'leap / across death's gummy shoe' with a frisson of edgy pleasure. With his tongue in his cheek and his heart on his sleeve, the narrator may be 'just another private dick / lost in the laundry bin of soiled dreams, ' but the poet's pursuit of 'the nothing behind something /that keeps everything afloat' deftly delivers the discomfiting goods. Borkhuis's scientific and theoretical erudition turbocharges the poetic chops with which he nails twist upon turn of these deep dives into the 'reversal and contradiction at the core' of reality, right down to the void, 'populated by virtual particles / that pop in for a quick bite and run.' Taking up from Hammett and Beckett, Heisenberg and Descartes, the Bard and Baudelaire, this work deconstructs the pathos of satire, the poetics of cosmology, and the metaphysics of the absurd. What luck, since 'one must ride . . . the hills on breath alone / strapped to a wave of talking flames, ' to have Charles Borkhuis at the wheel, stuntdriving language into the probabilistic heart of reality's paradox, leaving 'this projected world' barely visible in the rearview mirror. --Susan Lewis, Editorinchief of Posit and author of Zoom
His shoes gripping the pavement, eyes looking across the vast spaces of the galaxy and beyond, the narrator of REARVIEW MIRROR is the final noir detective in a supernova universe. These are sly poems, comic and tragic, that peel back layers of con game deception.--Mark Wallace, author of Felonies of Illusion
The rapidity & delight of Charles Borkhuis's poetry, set against the serious matters of truth & lies, of light & darkness, is difficult to capture & impossible to escape. And all of this he delivers with a master's sure sense of humor & grief, the badge of a poet at the top of his powers, which I read now with evergrowing delight, & still can't stop reading.--Jerome Rothenberg, author of Technicians of the Sacred and Poland/1931
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