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Garden of Rain (Le Jardin de Pluie) by Mike<br />

Maggio<br />

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Reviewed by Marianne Szlyk<br />

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In his most recent collection of poems, D.C.-area poet Mike Maggio continues his<br />

exploration of free verse. This journey begins with “I’ve Forgotten Who I Am,” a<br />

dreamlike, four-page narrative of the speaker’s journey from “quaint shops/[where he]<br />

rummage[s] through abandoned bric-a-brac” to hunger to homelessness to wartime to<br />

political dissidence. The narrative reflects his engagement with politics and<br />

multiculturalism, developing concerns raised in his earlier chapbook Oranges from<br />

Palestine (1996) and his satirical novel The Wizard and the White House (2014).<br />

Beginning at home as the speaker searches through old photographs, the journey soon<br />

expands to scenes that may be in this country or elsewhere, perhaps even within the poet.<br />

However, more importantly for this collection, it initiates a search for intimacy as<br />

Maggio attempts to engage with the photographs, a homeless man, a woman who feeds<br />

the hungry, partisans who have just won a war, and a young boy who “leads [the poet]<br />

across the wasteland/to a wayfaring tree.”<br />

Many of the works in this collection rework the topic of intimacy, starting with the<br />

second poem, “The Prison of St. Desire” that portrays lovers as prisoners. Indeed,<br />

Maggio’s “Ode to Spring” addresses the season as a reluctant lover whose “slender<br />

tongue/ [could] spark a bit of warmth/between these snow-white cheeks.” “You Really<br />

Don’t Love Me” hovers between the possibility of addressing a long-time partner or<br />

perhaps a country whose processed food, TV, and schools show its lack of love for the<br />

speaker. A later poem, “You Came Running,” takes the form of a more straightforward

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