A new collection that oscillates between erudition and slapstick, from Virgil and Dante to a man who juggles his eyeballs.The poems of I Could Have Been More Wrong come out of nowhere to proclaim eccentric half-truths with deceptive simplicity. Declaring that the spirit of life is the spirit of play, Kevin McCaffrey delights in confronting the cacophonies of experience and trying to make them rhyme. These verses, mostly set in traditional forms, draw energy from the joy of singing out, almost spontaneously, about the sometimes quirkily ordinary vicissitudes of being.

A new collection that oscillates between erudition and slapstick, from Virgil and Dante to a man who juggles his eyeballs.The poems of I Could Have Been More Wrong come out of nowhere to proclaim eccentric half-truths with deceptive simplicity. Declaring that the spirit of life is the spirit of play, Kevin McCaffrey delights in confronting the cacophonies of experience and trying to make them rhyme. These verses, mostly set in traditional forms, draw energy from the joy of singing out, almost spontaneously, about the sometimes quirkily ordinary vicissitudes of being.