nor self-involved. Why possess a self that cannot stop recollecting unless it produces wisdom? In "Self-Portrait in An Airplane: In Economy Class," the poet begins "Crouched like an embryo,/crushed into the narrow seat." But in inconvenience there is insight--even in coach:
from Houston Chronicle: Poetry review: "Unseen Hand" by Adam Zagajewski
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