The poetry of Sun Tzu-Ping usually highlights the thoughts and feelings of its narrator caught between the paralysis caused by the urban mundane and his desire to break away from it. Often times fragmented and lyrical, Sun’s lines create an interestingly surrealistic feel, as well as an inescapable sense of abandonment.
Nicholas Wong on "Swallowing Thorns" |
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"A Conversation with Maureen N. McLane"
"Hungers are more complex perhaps than either satisfaction or joy. You're making me wonder too whether hungers can be retrospective as well as prospective: the envoi you quote contains that kind of affective and temporal whiplash and aims to transmit it, yes, Dickinsonianly (and there are so many brilliant envois one can riff on and from: Chaucer's, Pound's, troubadours')"
via LOS ANGELES REVIEW OF BOOKS |
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What Sparks Poetry:
Amaud Jamaul Johnson on Joy Priest's Horsepower
"Her poetic line stretches out like a horizon barely visible over the steering wheel. Of course, if you've never burned a tank of gas, cross-hatching city streets on a late spring Sunday afternoon, braiding the voices of Al Green or Smokey Robinson through the ribbons of heat rising from the asphalt, this book is an invitation to joyride." |
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