(From the latest Chicago Review)
A thoughtful critique; i.e. one in which the writer is reading the poems in conjunction with a discussion of their formal constraints, rather than merely going on about their (usually misapprehended) methods. Awesome. But I'd add this one qualification: "This bricolage identifies her as a member of the Flarfist collective, a group that [sometimes] exploits Google as an aid to writing." Definitely not always. Maybe not even most of the time. Flarf is not "Google sculpting" or "bricolage"--though as with pretty much every other device or topic or vocabulary or subject-position, it sees no earthly reason to exclude them should they come in handy.
Anyway, get a copy already. (I wrote about it here.)