At Fence Digital.
Teaser quote: When humorlessness in adults reaches a certain extreme, one begins to use words like morbid. In my opinion, Memory is morbid. Piece of Cake is largely morbid. Midwinter Day is morbid. But!! At some point in the 1980s something happened. Mayer’s The Sonnets were not written by the same mentality that wrote any of the books before it. There is wild humor, there is egotism, there are demands. A lot of it doesn’t make any damn sense, but it’s a different kind of not making sense. It’s more like, I wanna say, John Berryman. In other words it’s more beguiling.
