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There are often unabashedly beautiful tones of words, rhyme, the works… A sharp prismatic self-recognition… daylight dreams, as it were, made actual in living color, so that the world is known, and lived in, by a veritable, headstrong human being. —Robert Creeley onDreaming in Color
These quirky lyrics have an undertow that smacks of lived experience. Not always a pretty experience but sometimes, as in a dream, a beautiful one. —Charles Bernstein onon the way: new and selected poems
Pure and graceful and deep: it takes much time to come to those three. Here they are. Fragile and objective, the view of the world from here. It is here a person sees when looking. Very clear. —Fanny Howe onI Went Looking for You
There are often unabashedly beautiful tones of words, rhyme, the works… A sharp prismatic self-recognition… daylight dreams, as it were, made actual in living color, so that the world is known, and lived in, by a veritable, headstrong human being. —Robert Creeley onDreaming in Color
These quirky lyrics have an undertow that smacks of lived experience. Not always a pretty experience but sometimes, as in a dream, a beautiful one. —Charles Bernstein onon the way: new and selected poems
Pure and graceful and deep: it takes much time to come to those three. Here they are. Fragile and objective, the view of the world from here. It is here a person sees when looking. Very clear. —Fanny Howe onI Went Looking for You