Trickster by Randall Potts

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TITLE: Trickster

AUTHOR: Randall Potts

PUBLISHER: University of Iowa Press


DATE READ: January 25, 2015

SYNOPSIS: *from Goodreads*

Trickster opens with a crank call to the reader: “How was I to know / You were thin, your garden / Was covered in smoke / That you sat in your house / Coughing?” Over the course of these beautiful and eerily accomplished poems, Potts’s reader is taken on a journey that is at once time-scarred and resolutely contemporary, earthy and haunted, moving from estrangement to reconciliation. Amidst a deepening sense of crisis, the Trickster of Potts’s imagination emerges as aggressor, prankster, victim, and healer, forging resilient music from the afflictions of the mind’s “infested nest.”

Trickster veers quickly from meditation and narrative to song, plunging the reader into a liminal world of dreams, archaic lyrics, and fables, populated with figures ranging from the Hawk and Worm, the Cat and Dove, to Cold and Death. It is a wilderness in which all things are alive: “a blade of grass / equal to the suffering / of a lifetime.” Yet it is also a place of menace, “where a fly with one wing, keeps / tipping over in the grass, where / the ants will have him.” Whether or not the Trickster reaches utopia, he reckons with the world that is achievable on earth and in words, “those dreams of woods / relayed to you.”

REXY’S RATING: 3 stars


Many thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for letting me have a free review copy of this book.

The author has a way with words. They blend to create deep poems which may not be easy to understand because they’re deep- side by side, they create poems that you can’t just take at face value-you have to search what they might mean.

You have to read this poetry book when you’re focused. There should be no distractions or you won’t process what your eyes are reading. In that sense, it’s very hard to read for me. I feel like it’s called “Trickster” because the author really is one-he tricks you into reading something that won’t make sense right away but in reality actually means something huge.










  • My Happiness Meter– FaceQ1414951609494 Err… Thanks for the free copy 🙂
  • My Annoyance Meter– FaceQ1414951522745 It’s not gonna be my favorite poetry book, haha 😦

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