A blog about the intersection of books and life.
Extended solos in jazz force away the easy connections and predictable climaxes towards shards and dissonances that help the music find new and more intriguing connections. I get something of the same effect in this review, where you have an opportunity to stretch out your thoughts past your "3-minute single" blog sensibility.There's a lot to mull over in one review:- how is it exactly that "good and great poets teach us how to read their poems?"- why are there so many excellent Polish to English poetic translations right now?- can the quotidian really suffice when there is "no Katyn, Gomulka or Gdansk" lurking behind it?- were Milton and Shakespeare our last poets of nobility because they were actually...nobles?- what does a modern-day Cockaigne look like, and how can I find me some?Diving deep into the textures, one evades resolution, and keeps the daily music of life moving.
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