is exhumed, the titles reflecting the task: "Poem Beside Itself," "Poem To Realism," "Four Poems Called 'The Poem'." All this goes back to Spicer, who in his "Letter to Lorca" muses on the very "invention" [Graham] Foust undertakes: "How easy it is in erotic musings or in the truer imagination of a dream to invent a beautiful boy. . . . The poem is a collage of the real."
from Powells: Review-A-Day: Worth the Challenge
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