I've been meaning to pose something about Corey Mesler's excellent poetry chapbook Mitmensch for some time. I blurbed it a while back. Here's what I said:
In this series of linked poems, Mesler paints a portrait of an Everyman: Mitmensch, who "knows there is feeling here somewhere" in these lives that are like "a message that never gets through." He "was once a god among bugs" but now is trying to convince his coworkers he's a genius. He's "hungry for...a little more of everything." Mesler shows us again why he's one of the most widely published writers out there.
The collection is from Folded Word Press. You can order it or read more about it here on Corey's blog.
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