VERT

In Vert, Hellberg's dexterity in the sonnet form is on full display. These poems range through the comic, the absurd, the weird, the tragic, the sacred, the profane. As if in response to Dickinson's query, 'Unto the Whole - how add?', Hellberg says, 'Hold - my beer'. These poems drag the sonnet, kicking and singing, into new territories and new valances.