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Bezig met laden... Beauty breaks indoor Mary Ann Samyn
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Poetry. "Mary Ann Samyn writes poems in which the impossible happens--through language, the human experience is turned to sky, fire, fireworks, diamonds. This is a poet who is able to hijack sorrow, or error, or delight, and transform them into deeply imagined, perfectly condensed and terrifyingly expanded glimpses. One doesn't quit reading a Samyn poem, as they accumulate in the reader's mind, follow us like our own shadows, permanently. There's that much power. I find myself wondering what source it is this poet has tapped into--and how frightening and lovely it is that she has done so, so that I can tap into it through her, and have a chance to stare into the Mystery through her poems"--Laura Kasischke. Geen bibliotheekbeschrijvingen gevonden. |
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“Having Come This Far”:
The loneliness was so old!
I had celebrated all of its birthdays.
Some verbs need helpers, my mother used to say.
Like the strings of an apron at the small of her back.
Today, a bird lay down in the grass.
Just like that, I’m telling myself.
If you knew how I thought of you,
you would say: this is a poem of praise.
“Introducing the Bird-watcher to the Bird”
Note: we began in error: a tingling.
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You queried.
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But have you a library, a system, an instrument?
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—I shot back.
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Thus, what had been null and void:
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Dear Amateur—
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Now we flit into view:
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one calling out, each nightfall, the other
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(sorry—)
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begging back.
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