Matched my reading of them this is no appeal to organicism, believe me. The effect is rather like falling down a waterfall and safely landing in the pool below. Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us. Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake Here is an example from the opening poem, “Scheherazade”: Next year, I’ll use Richard Siken’s Crush as one of the best examples None of these offers a definitive theory of the line. Maybe you discuss Ginsberg and breath or Duncan and heartbeat. Recall, that one of the first questions that students askĪbout writing poetry is how do you know when to go to the next line? You give them different answers based on the poetics
Is already a master on the level of form, on the level of techne. If we can speak of form separately from content (and that is a Big If), Siken Required of the poet is threatening, that when we are possessed by light there is the possibility that we will becomeĪccustomed to the light and not recognize it for what it is. Imagine being useless.” In another, the light that is To “Imagine standing in a constant cone/ of light. The book also quietly lets the reader in onĪnother secret: the strange pain of sustaining the sensitivity required of the poetic act. Of recurrent nightmares of illness, hunger, and bodies pulled from a river. Panic is the result, but the book is about a desire that is red, as in a slice of apple, a kiss, and blood. This book is about a species of desire that drives you to panic. Louise Glück wrote the foreward for Richard Siken’s Crush, winner of the Yale Younger Poets Series Award for 2004,ĭeclaring: “This is a book about panic.” I would disagree.
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