By Laura Mullen
Darkish archive: the aim of a gloomy archive is to operate as a repository for info that may be used as a failsafe in the course of catastrophe recovery.
Laura Mullen’s fourth assortment is a chain of fantastically interrelated poems that explores tips to effectively signify the truth of swap and loss. Mullen pinpoints what's at stake: the opportunity of communique and connection—and the desire of intimacy. Invoking Wordsworth’s "I wandered lonely as a cloud," she pushes experiments in realization opposed to their limitations in an array of poetic types. Poetic tropes are measured opposed to typical phenomena as Mullen examines what "witness" may possibly suggest within the context of the aftermath of typhoon Katrina, the mess ups of capitalism to impression social justice, the homicide of James Byrd in Texas, the non-public lack of a mom determine, and a disintegrating love affair.
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The gasoline line is leaking, the fowl is long past from the
cage, the skyline is dotted with vultures;
Benny eventually acquired off the stuff and Betty now has a job
as a waitress; and
the chimney sweep was once really gentle as he
giggled up via the
I walked miles throughout the urban and recognized
not anything as a massive claw ate at my
abdominal whereas the interior of my head felt
ethereal as though i used to be approximately to go
it's now not lots that not anything means
whatever yet extra that it retains meaning
there's no unencumber, simply specialists and self-
appointed gods and hucksters.
the extra humans say, the fewer there's to say.
even the simplest books are dry sawdust.
—from "fingernails; nostrils; shoelaces"
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