Starlit Speculation – This is Charlie Zero

A 3rd Review of My Book by: Kristine Brown the Poet

Crumpled Paper Cranes

Introduced to Björk and Tori Amos at the age of eleven, and remembering echoes of of a swarming crowd as Shirley Manson stated, “I’m only happy when it rains,” it takes a lot to unnerve me through words, medical terminology, and images I hope will prompt more than just some kind of lucid, false, epileptic seizure.

Perhaps the challenge in impressing me lies in my affinity for the experimental, cracked into three large shards. Charlie Zero’s This Robot Dreams Inside a Plastic Soul stirred my intrigue as the sun prods an amusement park worker to wriggle in his four-legged, alpaca wool suit. I snuggled into the blankets covering my macintosh red futon, took a minute or so between pieces, and thought, “Damn, Charlie. I’d imagine LSD does come to a halt, but I’m not quite ready.” For the record, I’ve never tried LSD.

Charlie’s writing reminds me of wind chimes…

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12 thoughts on “Starlit Speculation – This is Charlie Zero

  1. Great review. It definitely makes me want to read the book! Your work deserves the utmost praise, my friend. There’s never a dull moment, and it’s always so thought-provoking. 🙂

  2. I HAVEN’T READ YOUR BOOK BUT I DID READ THE ENTIRE REVIEW
    I don’t know Kristine Brown but I would wager that she is a fantastic person
    this is the reading that I received from her review:
    I saw her standing at the entrance of a cave
    it was the home of her clan
    she was extremely troubled
    which was worse (+) leaving the cave (+) staying at the cave
    a more mature identity in a group of adolescents
    she had tried to tolerate primary love
    but love was rough with few rules
    there were countless narcissistic wounds
    every temptation was somehow sadomasochistic
    ———————————–
    a collection of words isolated from a dictionary
    to be honest would be the electric chair or worse
    under no circumstances could she be honest
    the solution was to be Alice down the hole
    here there—here there—everywhere
    one lap on a merry-go-round
    hop off onto another merry-go-round
    readers are easily amused
    it would have taken too much energy to paint the room
    the smart writer just puts in a bulb with lower wattage
    readers don’t mind—they just want to get on with life

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