The poems in PAPER BIRDS do not require any background other than a certain maturity of experience, some acquaintance with poetry and its oddities, and a lively curiosity: a splash that drew us quickly refolds itself/as the lake's plain surface over a depthless void.
As with a painting, a poem isn't a flash-frozen scene but a lively one in a reader's moment even if we can't see it so.
What's there isn't waiting for us.
It happens in our arrival, as our arrival: lik.
| Curiosity | A splash that drew us quickly refolds itselfas the lakes plain surface over a depthless void |
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| It happens in our arrival, as our arrival | Lik |
