If I Were a Suicide Bomber

September 12, 2017poetry | pb | 261 pgs5.5" x 8.5" 978-1-940953-64-9 “Smart, impish, and spare, Per Aage Brandt finds the physical in the metaphysical, and the fizz in the physiological.”—Joanna Trzeciak A cognitive scientist by trade, Per Aage Brandt’s poems resemble little puzzle boxes—all quite short with lines of almost identical length. But within this seemingly rigid structure, he explores a vast range of topics, from death and communication to catastrophes, economics, intimacy, dreams, and cats. At once philosophical and playful, these poems stimulate the mind and are also disarmingly human. if I were a suicide bomber, by profession, so to speak, I would choose a deserted place, climb up on a big boulder, focus my mind intensely on the world’s most insane, stupid, malodorous, and in every respect repulsive ideas, evoke and display them, scrutinize their features very precisely before my inner eye and ear, and then, when all finally was totally clear, I would activate the detonat