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NIGHT & DAY is an iconoclastic 35 year poetic chronicle of Americas OCD. With a smiling grimace the author journeys to the psychological interior of the Homeland, sees through the nations repetition compulsion and self-protective historical amnesia, and returns with Zen-like epigrams, satires, dialogues, and a set of healing philosophical Maxims of Access.
//Night & Day// is a revolutionary documentary shaped by Laskas skill and free-thinking awareness. He has crafted this collection into three very distinct and thought-provoking sections, each lending a vivid picture created on a palette of carefully blended "anti-lyrics." His style reaches from haiku to epigrammatic dialogue to philosophical conversations to a one-act play. The different forms make for a seamless flow and keeps the reader engaged in an almost voyeuristic indulgence. The images are seen, felt, and experienced, "Quick-dipping/their heads, they/roll silvery drops/down their backs/then shimmy/the dust/from their wings." His eye for the senses is clearly evident, a profound craftsmanship on each page.
The main theme points to loss and the restitution of a culture, a reinstatement of what has vanished, what has been taken, or rather, an intense look back at a sober lingering. The government’s involvement is one of disdain, but what strikes me is the search for meaning through philosophical traditions, the hope for a return to nature, and what is whole from a place of drought. In many ways, these poems are odes and pieces of the subject’s soul. This is a call, an invitation, to query. I accept.
//Night & Day// is a revolutionary documentary shaped by Laskas skill and free-thinking awareness. He has crafted this collection into three very distinct and thought-provoking sections, each lending a vivid picture created on a palette of carefully blended "anti-lyrics." His style reaches from haiku to epigrammatic dialogue to philosophical conversations to a one-act play. The different forms make for a seamless flow and keeps the reader engaged in an almost voyeuristic indulgence. The images are seen, felt, and experienced, "Quick-dipping/their heads, they/roll silvery drops/down their backs/then shimmy/the dust/from their wings." His eye for the senses is clearly evident, a profound craftsmanship on each page.
The main theme points to loss and the restitution of a culture, a reinstatement of what has vanished, what has been taken, or rather, an intense look back at a sober lingering. The government’s involvement is one of disdain, but what strikes me is the search for meaning through philosophical traditions, the hope for a return to nature, and what is whole from a place of drought. In many ways, these poems are odes and pieces of the subject’s soul. This is a call, an invitation, to query. I accept.