More punk than prog, neither light nor overweight, the verse in Pino Coluccio’s second book hews to the classic themes of love, death and the passage of time, while presenting a cast of longers and losers whose admirable stubborn pluck is also at times tragic. A collection that above all champions that highest of human art forms: clowning around.
Praise for Class Clown
“[Coluccio] writes short, witty poems about love, death, and the absurdities of modern life…. I kept going back to [Class Clown] over and over and over again.” —CBC’s Sunday Edition
Praise for Pino Coluccio
“Like those comedians who reveal painful family secrets for laughs, you’ll have a hard time catching Pino Coluccio at one of his many rhyming bluffs. With a free-ranging and irreverent mix of high and low, and showing a splendid gift for satire and biting portraiture, Coluccio writes an unflinching, crisply-constructed poetry that wears its sad truths lightly—though they sting no less for it.” —Carmine Starnino