cover image Widening Income Inequality: Poems

Widening Income Inequality: Poems

Frederick Seidel. Farrar, Straus and Giroux, $24 (128p) ISBN 978-0-374-25084-3

The old dog repeats the same tricks in this latest collection from Seidel (Nice Weather). While something can be said for Seidel's varied form, what stands out is his penchant for rhyme, irregular rhythm, and long, sprawling lines. For example, in "Man in Slicker," the poet states, "He's hidden in a slicker, so he's yellow, obvious./ A rainy day on Broadway looks like Auschwitz, more or less." If Seidel is aiming for irony, he never really seems to hit the mark, and for all his attempts to relate to current events and 21st-century pop culture, his upper-crust allusions to fine dining, Patek Philippe watches, Ducati motorcycles, and trips to Montauk, N.Y., speak louder than the line "I wouldn't want to be a black man in St. Louis County" in the hackneyed poem "The Ballad of Ferguson, Missouri." Similarly, one could read the poem "Hip-Hop" as a strained satire of hip-hop culture, but it's so completely out of touch that it seems to miss any point entirely. "Girls in short shorts/ Saunter by on platform heels, misting the air with particles," he writes. "Dogs on their leashes are yodeling and will be walked and/ Girls with their breasts are ululating/ And won't be stalked." Seidel might think he's being clever, but his work is a mess. (Feb.)