That Little Something by Charles Simic

Yet another fun book by Simic. He appears to have moved beyond the point where he fears being a Hemmingway like parody poet–you know the kind that the Paris Review holds contests to write like.

I did not find anything in this book earth shattering or life changing, but I did enjoy the witty absurd observations and noted a lot more naked women in this book then I remember from past books.

A fairly quick fun read.