Those of you who are into poetry, are probably familiar with the feeling that in most collections there are only a couple of poems, or perhaps ten at the most, that resonate with your own disposition at a given time. When you reread a collection, these favourites may have changed. I’m a lazy reader and most of the time I take my cue from Jonathan Caroll’s blog who ever so often includes a poem. If I like it, it prompts me to order the collection. Usually, this happens when the poem in question puts things around us in a different light, as in the case of Todd Boss’ poem “Things, like dogs”. The whole of section five (and other pieces) in his collection “Yellowrocket” offers a things’ perspective. But this one, at the start of section 3, resonated the most, and I cannot stop reading it over and over again.
