A new review of Jason Heroux's newest:

With the mannequins of the opening poem , Heroux sets up the rest of the work by giving the reader people-like objects, non-persons brought to life that reflect the shadows of other people who haunt the work; when in the next stanza the reader reads “The paperboy was/ an elderly blind lady”, the mannequins echo. The reader is able to see the stiffness, the non-reality of the woman – she too is a prop, an object of nostalgia that can never quite be fully realized every again. It is this loss (of never becoming whole again, even in memory) that structures and resonates throughout the rest of the poems.

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