This is the Age of the Bullet, Matthew Lippman writes in Mesmerizingly Sadly Beautiful , days in which bullets sprout other bullets in the bullet garden and a caricature of a onesie-wearing president sucking on a pacifier appears on the cover of a national magazine.
Lippman's poems are wildly inventive yet grounded in the 21st-century dailyness of parenting and dinner parties and Dunkin Donuts, all of which serve as launch pads into perennial questions of mercy and trust.
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