Blog / Heart
“...the fragments are then so many stones on the perimeter of a circle: I spread myself around: my whole little universe in crumbs; at the center, what?”
“Bewilderment as a poetics and an ethics”
— Fanny Howe
“A language is a grand collaboration, a collective art form”
— Marilynne Robinson
“Language is a skin; I rub my language against the other”
— Roland Barthes
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Poetry Northwest & The Gift
Delayed as ever, but I have three oceanic poems at Poetry Northwest. Unrelated: I’ve been reading very slowly and in circular motions The Gift, thinking about the deep desire to be free of ego-driven, exchange-structured interactions…