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She tells me she loves bridges—how the stitches of them hold the city together; every river is a seam on a dress, but they’re always ready to burst.
a perfect collection of poetry to read after going to a big city for the weekend. i really loved the intersections that these pieces were working at, not only with architecture and community in terms of the city as place but also with religion and language in terms of the litany as register. of course, there's more to them than that. the marriage of the urbane and the rural in poems like "ode to a hawk with wings burning" was sublime. the representation of philadelphia throughout all cities apart from philadelphia itself in the metropolitan suite was gorgeous. out of them all, "ephesians" was the poem that called to me the most. i liked it because of its taste, and i don't mean that only in terms of flavor. i mean it in the sense that it confronts the act of taste, makes your mouth surrender to what shouldn't be there, and has you swallowing it whole. the effect is wildly satisfying. i'm gonna be thinking about this one for a while.
Favorites are the installments of “Dear Doctor Franklin.”
These poems (especially part I) made my eyes fill and my heart ache, like they were objects I forgot from my past but recognized as soon as I touched them.