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Aethel

Daniel Zomparelli

In Donato Mancini's second book of concrete poems, Aethel (New Star), he takes the genre past the prehistoric format of poems shaped as inanimate objects.

This collection is clearer and more focused than his first book. Mancini’s work always gets one questioning the definition of poetry and art, and this book is no exception.

It unsettles one as a poet, and that’s a good thing.

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