"There must be ice in a person's life," Frank William Finney writes in "Hitchhiking in the 70s." "A Cold Eye" ends:
your neck's on the railand the train's on time.
Finney's darkly gnomic poems-disturbing and haunting-are compellingly readable. I couldn't put them down and then immediately wanted to read them all again. These are poems I want to keep and live with.
-Lloyd Schwartz, author of Who's on First? New and Selected Poems and Pulitzer Prize-winning critic.
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