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Reviews for Ordinary Time
by David Roskos, Editor, BIG HAMMER
Like his small press contemporaries Alan Catlin and Joe Weil, Kevin takes a decidedly working class stance in his poetry. This rings true in his voice, in the people and places he chooses to write about, and in his plain-as-talking narrative style; all the while retaining a lyrical edge. Generosity, compassion, acceptance, humor and a good eye, combined with talent, make for good poetry. Kevin Sweeney is one of the good ones. Real good. Real.
Sample from Ordinary Time
Prisoners
The judge unblemished
rides luck, his imperturbable steed
thru recent days
into the nights of his 19th year.
He has reviewed my case
bereft of empathy.
A sentence is handed down,
the term: indefinite.
Not even as a raconteur of the
dissolute, a youth of my own
given to iconic excesses,
can I aspire to an early release.
I am now officially ridiculous.
It is in the transcript.
The stenographer's quick hands
have noted my folly.
So
I relinquish the keys,
proffer unheard
entreaties to be careful
while trolling the inexorable
as though anesthetized against loss.
In my cell
I read to pass a rainy spring
defrocked, reviled,
a penitent of failed causes
waiting to be embraced
in a distant year
by a pilgrim
who arrives unexpectedly before dark
& answers yes when
asked if he is
hungry.
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