It turns out that ordinary mortality is the only limit to this openness, and here, we recognize that Lauterbach, for all her intellectual flights, is a poet among the people, concerned with universals. In her work, we recognize ourselves.
Read More - Under the Sign
The beauty of this collection, formally and thematically, is the brio Wilkinson brings to the task of making sense out of and though form.
Read More - Swamp Isthmus
Hillman has a penchant for including everything: she loves the sibilance and buzz of both creature and machine.
Read More - Seasonal Works with Letters on Fire
Clear enough to see you christen or condemn another
on the side of a beige building, I take the boat out
of the body that returns itself to me
Read More - Backward-Spreading Brightness
There are those for whom figures
on balconies exist, if only as possibilities.
Read More - There
Something is speaking
in the language of
orange areoles
in the manner of
black plaques and
silvery-gritted miniature
British soldiers
Read More - Lichen Association
The most beautiful clothes: iridescent black over Snarl Call. I wore the soft Sparrow
to the store, I borrowed the Crow to bag food;
the Chickadee to the masquerade; the Vulture to the show,
Read More - Starlings
This is a book of necessity. Not in terms of our reading it or his writing it (though I believe this necessary, too), but in terms of what is at stake in this unassumingly powerful collection.
Read More - Sign You Were Mistaken
The book’s form is fluid, a central current buoys its pauses; the book unfurls, as if transcribing the ongoing cosmic song, a poetic tap into universal energy, recording, chanting along—interjecting—repeating and varying, making new stories of origin, moving on.
Read More - Phosphorescence of Thought
Poetry is always associated, to a certain extent, with enchantment—not necessarily magic, but a heightened state of being that moves above (or below) prosaic reality.
Read More - The Poetics of Disenchantment: Buchanan and Meier