dark acre – poems – Canese Jarboe
dark acre
poems, Canese Jarboe
Willow Springs Books, 2018
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He made a face for me: cow pelvis fixed
to the inside of a welding helmet.
– {from} LANDSCAPE W/ MY FATHER & A DEAD MAN’S HARMONICA
I have been startled by a foregone thing, by this dark acre, by this communique decoded by the poet, this Canese Jarboe, who here gathers an imagery that doesn’t die on the page but goes forth to envision a lonesome and peopled secrecy that attempts, with odd accuracies and interior wishes, to overcome landmark via recognizable deformities. Thrice read, this work lives where written. Pokes the eye in the back of the head. Has nostalgia for the unlocatable.
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reflection by Barton Smock
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book, info, here:
https://willowspringsbooks.org/presenting-canese-jarboes-dark-acre/
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