Title: WHERE'S THE BEEF?
Product review: Amy Gerstler seems to be missing a left brain. Her half-baked meanderings are mere word play, not poetry in the true sense. If you get a buzz from words alone (and don't give a damn about a poem's meaning - or lack of it) skip Gerstler and read Sexton or Ashbery. They dazzle. It's hard to see Ghost Girl when she's wearing the Emperor's clothes.
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