Winner of the 2010 Akron Poetry Prize, Le Spleen de Poughkeepsie is a tender anti-epic, a grunge-tinged love song to America's benighted post-industrial heartland. Harmon's Poughkeepsie shimmers just beyond the borders of banal recognition. If you're not part of the problem, / you're part of the lengthening / tragedy, Harmon writes in an introductory pastoral, seeking out the stray / detours and workarounds of the secret / city inside the more obvious one¦ on the outskirts of the absurd / attention to the material life. Poughkeepsie is that city of the heart where no one can look at anyone else alone, where the noise of beauty is a cop's bullet polishing off a traffic-struck doe, where five dollars takes you anywhere in this town / except out of it.