Showing posts with label flux. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flux. Show all posts

7.24.2017

book of forms

All the world, things immense and small, things static and moving, are possible models for the poem.

11.01.2013

arrogant tyrant

Confronted with unruly language, the poet has the arrogance of Xerxes at the Hellespont. He’ll whip with chains that flow & flux of language to no avail.

6.26.2009

after heraklitas

One can’t wade into the same line of poetry twice.