The title of Kit Robinson's latest is a nod to the Great Includer, and its pages share something of that earlier writer's peripatetic energy, his constant welcoming. Think also of Monk's sidewinding testaments, Saul Leiter's carefully sudden Manhattan kodachromes, Top 40 radio when it (sometimes) used to be challenging. But the call of thought is the tone most often heard-- the summons to consider, to praise, to inveigh. Time now to roll up those...
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