Poetic Obituaries: Ann [Darr]'s poems are distinctive

in voice from most other poets of her generation in that they give voice to a wild vitality--I'm speaking of language here--and energy that could be outrageous and marvelously unpredictable. "Here it comes again, my raw-/boned poetry, with arms akimbo/and legs knock-kneed," she writes in "Storm Warning." She sometimes writes as though her poems are charging into the middle of a dying body in order to shock it back into life. Here's another, very different, example, from Mad Hannah, Gussie and Me in "Gussie Does Sunday Disguised as an Artist":

from Dryad Press: Ann Darr (1920-2007)

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