Description
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 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
