More Academic Crimes

I was doing so well earlier this evening with this poetry review. I think that was because I was just basically writing down my random thoughts. I've got a lot of random thoughts, but none of them cohere. I think that might be because the poem itself doesn't really... cohere (hence the random). It's got some really interesting moments, which is more than I can say for a lot of what I've read this quarter, but... yeah. No idea on how to organize this review now, even though I've got four pages of notes and only need a three-page review.

Is it possible that the worst metaphor for a poem ever would be "reverse tetris"? Because I want to talk about how this poem is reverse tetris, and the pieces fly upwards out of something that seems organized and off into oblivion.

P.S. I think "Good News for People Who Love Bad News" might be my favourite Modest Mouse album. You know... I spent the longest time thinking their name had something to do with Modest Mussorgsky. But apparently it's got to do with a line Virginia Woolf wrote. I guess I approve of that too, though.