“The poet's gift for metaphor and language is so remarkable that there is no ‘problem with the truth’ in the identities he sees all around him, Moreover, his self-portrait as a boy—or his persona—is attractive enough to make the reader go along with anything he proposes.” —Madeline DeFrees
“Chris Anderson's poems in My Problem with the Truth reveal the fruit of long meditation on the things of this world, but a world rinsed, cleansed of the scrim of our egos, made luminous, singing as on the first day of creation. There's humor here, and a voice to be trusted. These are quiet poems, hushed, unwilling to shout. But there's a power here, too, a sensibility both deep and sane, convinced that, if we only tried, we too might actually recover something like joy itself.” —Paul Mariani
“The life Chris Anderson shares here is rich, and he lends his readers his own skill in viewing it, in living it. He bends the revealing word around his faith and doubts, around what he marvels at and what pains him. Solitary thoughts in church, remembering being a boy, the immense love a man feels for his children, the unlooked-for revelations delivered by the sun through the forest's trees, or the stars coming suddenly into view in the night—this and more are delivered in these pages.” —Jeremy Driscoll
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