As contemporary poets sing the glories of birds, birch trees, and menstruation, regular guys are left scratching their heads. Who can speak for Everyman? Who will articulate his love for Xbox 360, for Mama Celeste’s frozen pizza, for the cinematic oeuvre of Bruce Willis?
Enter Broetry–a stunning debut from a dazzling new literary voice. “Broet Laureate” Brian McGackin goes where no poet has gone before–to Star Wars conventions, to frat parties, to video game tournaments, and beyond. With poems like “Ode to That Girl I Dated for, Like, a Month Sophomore Year” and “My Friends Who Don’t Have Student Loans,” we follow the Bro from his high school graduation and college experience through a “quarter-life crisis” and beyond.
I couldn’t help but think of my old college English professor and her poetry lecture. She slowly regurgitated a lecture that she had no doubt given for several years to dozens of classes. After a long string of adjectives describing poetry, she lost her train of thought. She stood grasping for the next word, when I suggested, “fun?” With a dismissive wave of her hand, a gesture that I would become all to familiar with, she said something that would stick with me for over three decades, “Poetry is not fun.”
Broetry is fun.
While some of the poems are groaners, I have to admit that I smiled while reading them. A few of the poems are excellent. All in all, the book is a very enjoyable read. I recommend it to anyone who finds magic in a rhyme, and believes that poetry is, and should be, fun.
My Haiku or is that a “Broku” to Broetry …
Some witty verses
that I found entertaining
your Broetry rocks!