In mauve sea-orchids as in her striking earlier book Guardians of the Secret, Lila Zemborain brings into relationship the viscera of the body and the spill of the universe in tense compositions that blur distinctions between lyric and prose poetry,… — Forrest Gander Copy Share Image
“The break-hard determination to be a good person, what happened to that? How is it true I have to go now? She's lost my… — Forrest Gander Copy Share Image
“Let me tell you something about meditation. At the absolute center, is the vortex we are spun from like clay, there is a shaping… — Forrest Gander Copy Share Image
There's an old blues refrain: I begged for water, you gave me gasoline. — Forrest Gander Copy Share Image
I have lost the consolation of faith/ though not the ambition to worship — Forrest Gander Copy Share Image
Robert Creeley has forged a signature style in American poetry, an idiosyncratic, highly elliptical, syntactical compression by which the character of his mind’s concentrated… — Forrest Gander Copy Share Image
In mauve sea-orchids as in her striking earlier book Guardians of the Secret, Lila Zemborain brings into relationship the viscera of the body and… — Forrest Gander Copy Share Image
