Deceptively straightforward and subtly pyrotechnic, the poems in Hannah Sanghee Park's debut collection captivate with their wordplay at first glance, then give rise to opportunities for extended reflection. &quot;If / truth be told, I can't be true,&quot; she writes, but her startling juxtapositions of sound and meaning belie that claim, necessitating a search for the truth behind her semantic games.<br><br>Here are dozens of brief sentences that can serve as epigrams to undermine our ordinary ways of seeing, as Park's playfully deployed puns recall the sly paradoxes of Oscar Wilde.<em>The Same-Different</em> ranges from the wonders of the natural world to close human relationships, occasioning the kind of explorations offered in &quot;And A Lie&quot;: &quot;The asking was askance. / And the tell all told. / So then, in tandem // Anathema, and anthem.&quot;