Sagar Kulkarni Tragedy, Ecstasy, Doom, and so on by Kip Knott, Kelsay Books, 2020, $18.50 paperback Reviewed by C. Cimmone They tell you in school to write with careful descriptions in order to “project the reader to another place.” This task is easily achieved when writing long prose, but when writing short poetry, it can be a challenge. Fortunately, Kip Knott did not see this as a challenge when producing his poetry collection Tragedy, Ecstasy, Doom, and so on. Knott’s var

by Kip Knott Mathew MacQuarrie Jack smokes. Sure he smokes. And not those goddamn electric cigarettes. “Dildo Smokes,” he calls them. Jack smokes Camel Wides. Almost two packs a day. And the smoke that fills his lungs, the smoke that clings to his beard and hair, that is real smoke, not some kind of manufactured smoke that comes from a microscopic motherboard. Jack’s daddy smoked, too. So did his granddaddy. His daddy smoked Lucky’s. His granddaddy smoked dried cornsilk wrapp