This is why I was somewhat delighted (no, not insulted--I value candor--though I wish he'd say how he really feels) by Professor Mayhew's non-review of my little by-now-forgotten "book" on his superior blog:
*Anthony Robinson. Brief Weather & I Guess a Sort of Vision. 2006.
I was supposed to write a blurb for this book at one point, but the first line is "i don't need your praise! i have self-loathing to work on!" So I felt it didn't really need my praise. Many of the poems take place during the AWP convention in Austin a few years back, at which I was also in attendance.
The book still doesn't need my praise.
Thank you sir.