Review of Knock-knock by Owen Lewis

Does surpassing life’s expectancy bestow any extraordinary blessings of goodness or happiness or vitality? Probably not. What about wisdom, surely….? Sorry, jury’s out. The legendary Methuselar, at 969 biblical years old and righteous to a fault, died a natural death (with all its attendant horrors), apparently not long-lived enough for passage on his grandson’s just recently built ark, specifically that same ark’s gene-saving journey into mankind’s brave new world.

 In his new poetry collection, Knock-knock, Owen Lewis notices the tragedy, the irony, and the humor in the impaired denouement of humankind. His protagonist, a card-carrying member of the AMA, wanders through a fading landscape of imagination and perceptiveness bundled in symptomatic non sequiturs. For more of my review of Knock-knock go here: https://dougholder.blogspot.com/2024/03/knock-knock-by-owen-lewis.html