Poetry. "To spend time with Robert Murphy's AMONG THE ENIGMAS is to be in the presence of a great soul. At the center of Murphy's visionfor he is, make no mistake, a visionary poet in the line of Blake, in touch with truths that exist far beyond the pageis a battle between stasis and dynamism, between appearance and reality, between Truth and a diversity of truths. In his stunningly bleak psalm, 'As if Cattle, ' Murphy observes the herd in 'bland bowed calm' as long as its 'hunger, thirst, or fear is slaked, 'that is, until it meets its mortal fate. 'Jumping Jehoshaphat!' he exclaims in 'The Appearance of it All, ' one of the volume's finest poems, 'Only a Holy Fool / Would come down here' to attempt to reason with common sense and the world of appearances. While Murphy's poems are animated by a dynamic spirit, they're thoroughly skeptical of received truths. That skepticism breeds a black humor and a wild, Joycean paronomasia. The punning Bursts forth in Murphy's major sequence of nine 'Imp' poems, which importunately explore, in the persona of a Socratic inchling/inkling, various imponderables, impositions, impostures, and a great deal more. Adding to the serious fun is the engrossing artwork of David Golder, which engages with, rather than illustrates, Murphy's verse."David M. K
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