Cantankerous octogenarian Paul Jacobson must solve a series of murders while struggling with the problems of his short-term memory loss. Paul learns about the homeless community, disreputable art dealers and the beach scene in Venice Beach, California, and must dance a geezer two-step to stay out of the clutches of the police and the bad guys.
Whether it’s ancient Chinese poets come to visit our contemporary world, mythical Greek or Norse gods kvetching about the drawbacks of immortality, or just you and me and Dorice Appleonia Lilacia in our private sandboxes, Ken Pobo has a way of capturing the moment, holding it up for our astonished contemplation.... This is savvy, surprising, spot-on, and crucial writing.
Morgan Iverson’s reclusive survivalist neighbor is blown to bits. The police believe he stumbled into his own booby trap, but his granddaughter asks Morgan and newspaperman Kurt Willard to prove it was murder. After the explosions, mysterious white creatures make elusive appearances near the rock shop, drawing a summertime invasion of true believers hoping to prove the existence of aliens.
Sukach thoroughly respects his medium—our language—its chameleon abilities, its subtleties and argot, its way of being both self-conscious and self-forgetful... His voice is at once deliciously playful and as he says in one poem, “pleasantly inconsolable.” This is savvy, surprising, spot-on, and crucial writing.
—Betsy Sholl, former Poet Laureate of Maine, author of Otherwise Unseeable,