Sunday, May 10, 2015

Crossroads Between Poetry & Prose

I'm looking forward to reading poet Tracy K. Smith's memoir, Ordinary Light. Her article What Memoir Can Do That Poetry Cannot in Lit Hub was really beautiful and clear. I hope you'll read it. Here's a favorite moment in that piece:

A poem is often concerned less with telling a story than it is with perspective, disturbance, the irresistible allure of what sits barely decipherable in the distance. A poem soars over the landscape of memory like a bird of prey. When it sees something living, something with heat and texture and blood in its veins, it dives down and lifts the thing up, disappearing. Then the poem becomes something else: the tree to which the bird returns; the clouds overhead, roving in wind; the ground from which a figure squints, looking up.

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