Tony Hoagland

In his new collection of prosy poems, Unincorporated Persons in the Late Honda Dynasty (Graywolf Press), Tony Hoagland spends much of his time in and around shopping malls and other lonely crowded places where ironies are rarely subtle and the ersatz is the authentic, "... dreamlike, duplicitous places/where you hang in a kind of suspense/between the real and the pretended." Here bewildered, there bitter, Hoagland emerges as part Walter Mitty, part Walter Benjamin, and while the social criticism is often, well, shopworn, the poet usually weaves it into a more singularly viewed world, where a dragonfly is "like a blue-green iridescent bobby pin," "a flock of poodles escapes from the dog walker's grip like a pack of balloons," and wit and sorrow mingle in the same stanza or food court. The reading will take place in the Target Performance Hall. (Photo by Kathleen Lee)
Thu., March 4, 7 p.m., 2010

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