Monday, January 16, 2006

The Tunnel: Selected Poems of Russell Edson (Field Poetry Series) (Field Editions Series No 3)by Russell Edson Russell Edson's prose poems constitute some of the most original American art of the 20th century. Like the boxes of Joseph Cornell, each is a miniature world, eerie in its logic, unsettling in its ruthless fun, dazzling in its invention. Much of Edson's corpus has been out of print or difficult to find for some time now. This new selection offers his own favorites from seven previous collections, restoring Edson to his large and international audience and introducing him to new readers who are committed to what is truly original and illuminating in language, imagination, and poetry.
"a chair has waited such a long time to be with its person. what it remembers of the forest it forgets..." this and other two pages I look at do not attract me, I'd thought he might.of course I do like: what I remember of - I forget.

- Suicide hotline operators should simply read from Edson. This is life affirming stuff. huh. I insist you also get his new one, The Tormented Mirror, and anything by James Tate, especially Shroud of the Gnome.
is james tate, no guess not, he is not the poet /teacher in dc that ~mentored dnltepfer? I have a book of that person's - horses in the title~?

-Don't let yourself get all tangled in the arguments over what is and isn't a prose poem.
now see this interests me, the life of the prose poet, what is.

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