This Love For Everyday Things, Part Natural

Every Day Is For The Thief Is A Vivid, Episodic Evocation Of The Truism That You Can't Go Home Again; But That Doesn't Mean You're Not Free To Try. A Return To His Native Nigeria Plunges Cole's Charming Narrator Into A Tempest Of Chaos, Contradiction, And Kinship In A Place Both Endearingly Familiar And Unnervingly Strange. The Result Is A Tale That Engages And Disturbs.

While The Novelist Is Banging On His Typewriter, The Poet Is Watching A Fly In The Windowpane.

When You Get A Poem [in A Public Place], It Happens To You So Suddenly That You Don't Have Time To Deploy Your Anti-poetry Deflector Shields That Were Installed In High School.

But My Heart Is Always Propped Up In A Field On Its Tripod, Ready For The Next Arrow.

I Was A Pretty Happy Kid, I Had To Fake It. I Had To Get Into This Miserable Character Before I Wrote Poems.