Allen Tate is now a black hole. The authority that made him, in the 1930s and 1940s, one of the most formidable figures in American poetry, mentor and superego to a generation, has collapsed. Neither his strenuously ambiguous poems nor his orotund essays in literary interpretation (he was one of the deities of the New Criticism) are still commonly read.
from Powells: Review-A-Day: Collected Poems, 1919-1976 (FSG Classics)
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[Jorie] Graham is fundamentally a poet of swiftness and simultaneity--the swiftness of both thought and time, the simultaneity of the sensous and the mental. Writing that combines the constant fluctuation of the real and the intermingling of body and mind in all perception conveys truths, both external and internal, that are otherwise, in more sequential treatment, unattainable. Thinking of such an intersection of flesh and spirit, John Donne famously sums up its effects: "One might almost say, her body thought."
from Powells: Review-A-Day: Sea Change: Poems
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