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That Clayton Eshleman has not ceased from exploration over a career spanning more than 60 years is witnessed by the bulk, range, and diversity of his prior work. Now in his 80's Eshleman presents us with a last collection of his poems-mostly recent, a few older. That he has sought to open up his life and work, to entwine and entangle it with others, through observation and vision, research and scholarship, translation and editing, and collaboration and conversation, all of this reflects Eshleman's life commitment, indeed a commitment to life in writing poetry.
"What is missing?¿ The question echoes throughout a sprawling collection. For this poet, our present age is marked by an absurd level of cruelty and violence; and poetry, if it is to address that at all, must rise to the same frenetic level. As he points out, ¿Look what men do to women. Why should art be less?¿ With such an intent in mind, one might anticipate a certain amount of moralizing. But Clayton Eshleman gives the collection a refreshingly bizarre array of imagery through which incidents like the Bosnian civil war are viewed.Eshleman is a reverse prophet, returning to 13,000 B.C. to crouch in a cave of ancient paintings and describe our world on the wall.
A penetrating exploration of poetic life by a veteran poet, translator, and editor.
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