Review of U Turn (1997) by B S — 12 Nov 2006
The clouds ply art in a shifting kaleidoscope.
Running like children to chase the ever changing hues.
As onward the earth stretches.
Broken only by mangled metal car frames.
And fat buildings.
Bent into themselves.
In clutching desperation.
Hugging the ground close.
In awkward sedentary crab walks.
Stilled forever.
In the veritable shadow.
Of what living mocks itself as being here.
This review of U Turn (1997) was written by B S on 12 Nov 2006.
U Turn has generally received positive reviews.
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