The feat of the poet to narrate their own departure from this conscious earth is rare and poignant. As distorted and masticated as the imagery is, Ritvo is a reliable guide, treading equally the known world, the unknown, and the ethereal.
I’ve heard that it’s impossible to fold a piece of paper in half more than eight times. But Lucie Brock-Broido can do it.
Her newest book of poems, released today (October 15, 2013), and reviewed here.