Rick Lupert's Death of a Mauve Bat
When I finished reading this book, I wrote to my friends and fellow poets on Facebook, "If you've never been on a honeymoon with Rick Lupert to Niagara Falls you should."
It is a journey and filled with his sense of wonder and unique Lupertian perspective.
"Addie describes the child as an Old man baby, Ahh the journey begins,."
Rick seems to see everything, the place, the people, the masked persona and then he recognizes what is missed by most.
"...This is similarly how I protect myself from obvious threats, I surround myself with other herbivores and begin eating the lawn."
There is comparison, humor, puns, oh god are there puns,
but the voice is strong, clear, stylized and not quite age appropriate or mature conceptualizations, which leads, of course, to a lot more humor
"That's what happened to me, I tell her, Except it was a razor and my neck, she laughs and tells me, that's not funny,
except I made it funny
I have no choice, This is the city of comedy, it's what I do."
The observations from natural history museums, art museums, the "Falls" and the places in between
pull you in, take you for the ride, let you see and experience as he does.
" Casa Loma was the first home in Toronto with running water." "The water is still running." "They have been chasing it for ninety years."
The most moving to me of this entire volume, is when he shifts it up and goes into observation serious mode. I'm not sure it would have been as strong without what surrounds it, but either way it has substantial weight.
"A guy takes the stage with his saxophone and eyes like Charlie Manson
and the rest of him, a balding Chinese man it is his eyes we will remember the most."
And the expressions of love
" I stopped her right there on Yonge Street, held her tightly. Told her I love her
Later on, I referred to the Skylon Tower in Niagara Falls as the Cylon Tower
She knew what I meant
which made me love her
all the more."
There's 157 pages of Rick and his journey; it flies past, it's hard to stop. When you put down until later, it feels like a cross-country passenger train while you're reading it, when its over you want more.
It's a good thing he has more books.
Death of a Mauve Bat, Rick Lupert, (c) 2012 AGNP, isbn 9780982058442, 157 pages, $13.00
Jack G. Bowman
Jack was born to a workin' class family in southwestern Ohio, but soon moved to southern California where he lives today. Changes in subculture as well as the 'spirit of the times' affected his writing and philosophy. He graduated from California State Polytechnic University in Pomona in 1986 with a Bachelor of Arts in Behavioral Science. He graduated from Pacific Oaks College in Pasadena with a Master of Arts in Marriage, Family and Child Counseling in 1997.
His work in the mental health field since 1984, as well as his own bizarre life experiences, figure prominently in his poetry, art, songs and prose. Jack is a licensed Psychotherapist in the Los Angeles area.
He has been a published poet since 1991. Approximately 500 of his poems have been displayed in small presses, anthologies, and on the internet. He has self-published 12 books of poetry.