Needs Improvement by Jon Paul Fiorentino

BLURBISTS
    â€˜These supple lines sing the song of joyous forgetting. And
     deftly so in their deftness.’
    â€“ A. Snyder Pierce,
The Madison Poetry & Bridge Review
    *
    â€˜Thrumming fiercely with the might of a thousand thrums,
     Drexler Jr. soars to new heights and delves down to mine the
     thrumming deep thrum of the soul.’
    â€“ J. Hillis Drexler Sr.,
Conjun(x)ion
    *
    â€˜The thoughts imbedded in these feats of acrobatic high-wire
     dexterity are dexterous to be sure. And impressive, too.’
    â€“ Rory Gramercy,
The Quill Dipper
    *
    â€˜A veritable tai chi of the mind! What Glennis achieves is
     beyond startling. The single most important book of lipogrammatic
     neologisms of the last ten years!’
    â€“ Paul Feaston Anders,
Grand Central Review of Verse
    *
    â€˜This book, if it is fair to call it a book, which, indeed it is, ranks
     among the top books in the category of books I have recently
     endorsed.’
    â€“ Kim Winton, booksendorsed.blogplace.org
    *
    â€˜Here journeys a poet who is not new to the journey, nor is she
     afraid of the end. What a pleasure to see her still journeying!’
    â€“ Anthony Benadryl,
metaverse monthly
    *
    â€˜A kindling, then a fire in the form of still life. The perplexities
     of arrival and departure. The fragmented wholeness. Read and
     reread. Then read again. Then reread.’
    â€“ Alejandro Berkowitz, scanbooks.to
    *
    â€˜The human meme. What Tennant has discovered is the human
     meme. And long may it last!’
    â€“ X∆nder ∆,
Praxis
    *
    â€˜The intelligence and emotion here is otherworldly, as though
     it were imported from some sort of other world.’
    â€“ Felicity Dueck,
Prairie Longboard
    *
    â€˜Alternative histories explode here in these pages. And how!’
    â€“ Marilyn Brownshoe,
The New Querying
    *
    â€˜All this beauty achieved with aplomb. One wonders how
     Masters continues to live up to his name by being such a, well,
     master.’
    â€“ Braden Leftwich,
Field and Stream Poetry Supplement
    *
    â€˜Who couldn’t forgive us for falling to our knees and proclaiming
     that we are willing to do anything to keep this magic from
     ceasing? No one. That’s who couldn’t.’
    â€“ Noam Grammerly-Wright,
pervspective
    *
    â€˜This is poetry woven out of the finest threads and concocted
     in the most exclusive coven!’
    â€“ Alice Feathertop,
Wiccan Poetry Weekly
    *
    â€˜What resides in minutiae and warmth? The poetry of Giorgio
     ravolo. Its visions pop in the rough corners of the deftness of
     his nimble mind.’
    â€“ Costa Nicola,
Sicilian Standpoints
    *
    â€˜The verse of Sandor Magnolia is, to put it quite bluntly,
     human-shaped.’
    â€“ Robby Dylan,
Poetry, Thunder Bay



MODA
    No, I don’t want to stay at your place.
    I need time and space and odder hours to deal with
    a spectacular national celebration unequalled
    since Expo ’67 in Montreal. It’s not fair to
    expect me to adhere to your eccentricities.
    No, I don’t want to stay at your place.
    I will have my own. What a city! But no.
    I’m coming. But no. I can’t possibly stand
    a spectacular national celebration unequalled
    since the 1851 World’s Fair in London.
    I found a hotel. It’s cheap. A legacy project. Moda. So
    no, I don’t want to stay at your place.
    Travel, uneasy. Your city, stifling.
    Everyone clamours their cultural capital there, at
    a spectacular national celebration unequalled
    since Deculturation. I will write a poem, meet for whiskey.
    You will bring me a gift and i will get sick and you will insist, but
    no, I don’t want to stay at your place.
    I’m sure it’s spectacular, unequalled.

PLANNED ADOLESCENCE
    He’s a victim of planned adolescence
    never quite equipped, a shy man
    recursive, explicit, dismissive.
    Training-wheel reason
    and militant obsolescence confirms
    he’s a victim of planned adolescence.
    Drones and