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The average rating for The Bounty based on 2 reviews is 4.5 stars.has a rating of 4.5 stars

Review # 1 was written on 2017-02-27 00:00:00
1996was given a rating of 5 stars Corky Elliott
The Bounty is one of the great openings in American Poetry of the 1990s and moving forward. It is a work moving from one continent to another, one language practice to another, and embraces an enlarging of American space as well as a questioning of that space. While practicing a poetics of the field that calls to mind the best work of Charles Olson, it is a work of both local and global significance, and will send you on a voyage of your own. One of the best books of poetry I know, from any period.
Review # 2 was written on 2008-01-15 00:00:00
1996was given a rating of 4 stars Richard Garcia Sr.
An acute sense of observation and surprisingly inventive language--surprising to me only because the blurbage focused heavily on the landscape, and it's been so long since I've read any of Galvin's poems that I'd forgotten how razor-sharp his utterances can be. I'm reminded of some of my favorite poems by Mark Strand, but Galvin's voice is his own: sometimes formal, always imaginative. Yes, the landscape is a figure--a looming presence--in many of the poems, but it's Galvin's manner of *seeing* and *thinking* and bringing that vision to the page that is, at times, astonishing. Here's one of the quieter poems in its entirety: EXPECTING COMPANY Death is when the outside world Wants to get away from itself By going inside of someone. Till the walls cave in. Till the roof is gone. I'm floating face up On a sea of adrenaline. A broken window hangs around my neck. I have to make more room in here. I have to get rid of the furniture. * * * And here, in contrast, is a passage from "You Know What People Say": They make a mockery of irony. They hold Special Olympics in wit. What was Shakespeare's blood pressure? Verical river, cloister of thunder, Bleeds the ship's fell sail. God comes in for a landing. He lowers God's landing gear. He raises the holy spoilers, lowers the sacred ailerons. He imagines Reality.


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