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19 feb 2004

Reading, or re-reading, a book a day. Yesterday was The Harbor Master of Hong Kong. Bromige is a deceptively good poet. He doesn't seem to have a lot of chops, but he actually does. I lose him when he starts to talk about capitalism in a kind of naive language-poety way, but his work has real charm and lightness of touch.

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