Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Great Regulars: The more one reads a [Elizabeth] Bishop poem,

the greater the sense of huge forces being held barely but precisely in check--like currents pressing heavily on the glass walls of some delicate undersea installation. It doesn't seem as if the glass will break, but if it were to do so, we'd find ourselves engulfed by what Frost (her truest predecessor) called "black and utter chaos."

"Edgar Allan Poe & the Juke-Box" allows us to see the cracks that could form on those crystalline surfaces.

from David Orr: The New York Times: Rough Gems


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