Gary Bouchard’s “headline poem” is part quirk, part admiration; a blank verse soliloquy uttered by a man who appreciates the value of boots — “Soles, holes and all the sweet manure they hold!”
Gary Bouchard’s poem isn’t “ripped from the headlines”; it is a headline. Not to mention a razor sharp persona poem on male desire and small town expectations.
Gary Bouchard’s blank verse “ripped from the headlines” poem is a remarkable meditation on cycles and human habit.
Rescue comes from unexpected hands in Gary Bouchard’s breathtaking tribute to his veteran father.