Sense of hope. I know it's a book reviewer's cliche. I don't care. It's one of the things I like about Mark Doty's exquisite "Mercy on Broadway." There is so much to like here: the whole New Yorkness of the poem, the turtles, the resplendent imagery (how on earth does Doty do it?), the snatches of Motown lyrics. I'm not even going to quote anything; it's best read all at once.
To read more poetry on this rainy Friday, head over to the blog of the delightful Kelly Fineman, who has the roundup.