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There’s a bit of both Frederick Seidel and T.S. Eliot in the press of her sentences, the crisp progress of her rhyming couplets. They capture the city in what seems to be the early aughts: Once a year you go in a cab to the Bohemian Beer GardenAnd eat pink, flayed kielbasa, penile and artery-hardening, While elderly men dance to …