Joe Elliot's new book, An Everything, is a celebration of the ordinary and the daily. Joe's the New York poet, the teacher, father, entertaining, insulting and every so often tossing a student's hand grenade poem back out the window. I love the humor and the surprises-when the universe becomes Sister Mary Theresa. Or a bird song becomes greater than the sky. Or at night while hanging wet towels on the railing or changing a lightbulb, suddenly an awareness of the "infinite and instantaneous passage of time." These poems are funny, deep and wise, and I was very glad to read them.
