Winner of the 2010 Akron Poetry Prize, Le Spleen de Poughkeepsie is a
tender anti-epic, a grunge-tinged love song to America's benighted
post-industrial heartland. Harmon's Poughkeepsie shimmers just beyond
the borders of banal recognition. If you're not part of the problem, /
you're part of the lengthening / tragedy, Harmon writes in an
introductory pastoral, seeking out the stray / detours and workarounds
of the secret / city inside the more obvious one] on the outskirts of
the absurd / attention to the material life. Poughkeepsie is that city
of the heart where no one can look at anyone else alone, where the noise
of beauty is a cop's bullet polishing off a traffic-struck doe, where
five dollars takes you anywhere in this town / except out of it.