The Brass Girl Brouhaha by Adrian Blevins

The Brass Girl Brouhaha Reviews

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  Rebecca

  Adrian is possibly the most interesting person I have ever met. She was one of the fellows in my workshop at Sewanee this past summer, and one of the few people with whom I was able to grumble about the lack of aesthetic range at that conference, without feeling like I had to explain that didn't mean I wasn't having a marvelous time. Not only that, but she is one of the best readers of poetry I have ever known - astute, articulate, always with an eye to all the possibilities a poem seems to hold. She's read everything, memorized most of it, and I think all these things show in the poems, which have the long conversational lines of a beat poem, but the language has both more levity and more gravity than the term "conversational" suggests. And the poems themselves are a record of a life and a series of emotional responses to it that are as complex and immediate and unapologetic as the poems themselves.
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  Nikki

  The first half of this book was pretty good, but perhaps only because I read it while getting a pedicure. After that, her self-obsessed ramblings about motherhood and being a woman and the world and blah blah blah. Kinda boring.
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  Christopher Matthews

  Blevins makes the long-lined American yawp we know from Whitman and Ginsberg her own here, turning out punchy poems of autobiographical messiness.
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  hh

  3.5