This poem breathes with the harsh non-abstracted reality continually compressed against common understanding. It rises in the echo of William Carlos Williams' cry "not ideas/ but things". The palpable concept remains: beauty is to be woven "into wakefulness".
William Rieppe Moore replied on Tue, 09/11/2012 - 04:20pm
This is a poem laden with sizzling lyricism, musical words flowing in lovely rhythmic lines to give a poetic radiation. This is poetry.
This poem breathes with the harsh non-abstracted reality continually compressed against common understanding. It rises in the echo of William Carlos Williams' cry "not ideas/ but things". The palpable concept remains: beauty is to be woven "into wakefulness".