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December 20, 2018 / barton smock

{ review by George Salis of Barton Smock’s -Ghost Arson- }


review by George Salis of Barton Smock’s Ghost Arson:

It seems to me that a lot of modern poetry is not poetry, but simply non-fiction with line breaks, so it’s refreshing to read modern poetry from an actual poet. As he first demonstrated with infant*cinema, Smock is conscious of language, of the power of a few words, or few words, and his mostly minimalist poems have the ability to evoke endless dreamscapes. The infinite from the finite, another paradox from paradoxical poems, poems that are like alternate or anti-paracosms. For example, here is one titled “Mooon.”

moan, fossil. how do my feet look in my mother’s belly?
my heart is a pink flame / is my father’s / fingernail.
father calls me antler. I don’t know this yet. I will be

by many hands.

By simply including an extra ‘o’ in the word ‘moon,’ elongating what Sir Richard Burton…

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