Wickedly clever Julie Kane is our 21st-century Dorothy Parker. Boldly upbeat, sassily downbeat, she's laugh-out-loud funny. In Paper Bullets the wry Kane serves wit to the lugubrious and fun to the platitudinous. There's a bon mot here for every sophisticate and rich humor for all who've forgotten that poetry knows how to tap the funny bone.
Molly Peacock
My ideal Ladies Poetry Group (if there were such a thing!) would consist of Emily Dickinson, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Dorothy Parker, and Wendy Cope. Non-participating onlookers might include Mary McCarthy, Pauline Kael, Gilda Radner, and Roseanne Barr-no guys allowed. Oh, to be a fly on that wall! Comes now Julie Kane, with full credentials and a bag of tricks ranging from couplets to limericks to triolets, with enough left over to feed the multitudes who have long been starved for a book of poetry that combines humor with wisdom, acid wit with a spoonful of sugar, and such a large portion of good will towards all that it makes me want to celebrate. Brava!
R.S. Gwynn
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