This poem deals with some of the earliest subject matter included in my collection SEX DEPRESSION ANIMALS. The opening anecdote recalls an experience I had with my grandmother when I was nine; she’d suddenly become confused and disoriented as the two of us strolled through Oslo, Norway, and I found myself trying to navigate our way back to the ship we’d disembarked from through an unfamiliar city where I couldn’t speak the language.
Mag Gabbert on "Ship" |
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Poet Anthony Anaxagorou Talks to Peter Mishler
"How can we repeat a determined pattern and yet land in strikingly different and sometimes antithetical places? This says to me that language-making (like consciousness) is a fluid, uncertain, and often chaotic process, one which invites ambiguity, disorder, and digression. Within those categories we find the contours of a poem or atmosphere which itself is almost aquatic; an immersive, private experience that asks readers to step in, like one would a bath or a room."
via LITHUB |
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What Sparks Poetry:
Allison Cobb on "For love"
"As a writer, I have been obsessed with the complexities of my origins, having been born and raised in Los Alamos, New Mexico, the town that built the first atomic bombs, and which remains the location of one of the nation’s three main nuclear weapons labs. Planetary legacies of damage and death stem from this place. How did this happen?" |
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