Valerie Fox’s “Insomniatic”
Half way through Valerie Fox’s sensational poetry chapbook “Insomniatic,” it dawned on me that her poems are funny — effortlessly. They’re not jokey or gimmicky, so why all the deep humor? Because they’re remarkably real, and each person’s version of reality is usually the darkest and brightest comedy of all. Fox’s work has an undercurrent of sleeplessness, restlessness, to it. But the main thrust of her plainspoken, unadorned words seems to be getting at the truth. (Whatever that means.) “Insomniatic” contains few poetic tricks, no showing off. It’s a confident, singular collection merrily speaking for itself.