What Sparks Poetry: Jennifer Atkinson on "Landscape with Jeffers and the Connecticut River" "But how do we live with our knowledge and the emotional cloud of fear, guilt, anger, grief, and helplessness, a cloud that surrounds us, each of us alone, and all of us together? That cloud has become intrinsic to my ecopoetical work. Burdened with the beauty and loss and malicious awfulness ahead, weighted with the anxiety that hits whenever a winter day dawns without frost on the ground or another 'unprecedented' downpour rings in the gutter, how do I live?" |
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"On John Freeman’s Wind, Trees" “Over all of these days and months, I’ve been reading the new poetry collection by John Freeman, Wind, Trees (2022), likewise a lesson in the elements, including fire and ice, fear and trembling, with turns, too, on emigrant plants, difficult breathing, the love of a good dog, and a 'four o’clock dark beginning like a rumor.' In winter, it gets dark early where I am too.” via LOS ANGELES REVIEW OF BOOKS |
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