The poet’s first novel, Eleanor, or, The Rejection of the Progress of Love, concerns a woman’s unnamed grief, as well as the meta-dialogue between the narrative’s author and the critic reading her manuscript.
Found objects and fabrics.
“I don’t know about prescience, but I do think that poetry has for a long time been interested in the opposite of purity, the idea that poetry is linguistically promiscuous and poets are impure in terms of their appetite for language.”
Anna’s hair, a flamboyant coiling sheen: irresistible. Ravishing, igniting any vista, any chamber.