Poetry. In THE GOOD LIFE, there is no good life. And how could there be? In this so-so world where the coming desert meets the present pigs, where the sum of human flourishing meets the insatiable demands of capital, there obviously can't be anything "good." And yet, in the spirit of canonical disobeyers like Alice Notley, Dante and Icona Pop, Brandon Brown stubbornly make songs out of what's still savory: friendship and feeling, sin and sensibility. And so it sings. This short book of long poems holds out for a future dominion of smiles while putting its nose in the carpet and breathing it all in.
