A Month of Someday
Wagoner, Gerald
Because A Month of Someday doesn't waste a word, I'm tempted to quote lavishly from these wry, economical, limpidly attentive urban observations recorded during the most frightening month early in the pandemic. But I won't. Every poem here merits quoting-and rereading. Gerald Wagoner's eye misses nothing, his quiet voice is a chorus of one that reaches beyond self to his city. This is a book that remembers, and also a book to remember. Read it...
