I think Lasky’s success
as a widely published writer comes with her ability to write about current
trends in an endearing voice. With
topics of her poems ranging from zombies to love and to Sylvia Plath, Lasky’s
poems are intriguing because of the postmodernist space they acquire. They matter to today’s reader: teacher, student, and every day
observer. The reason I buy her books is
because she is very popular among my friends and she writes similarly to other
poets I follow. Her poems are longer
than many poems I have been reading lately and I think that is a different and
interesting endeavor to read. Her
ability to writer “in the now” is hugely important because that is what I
strive to write about. I think her
success in chapbook, magazine, and journal publishing comes from her ability to
hone in onto the contemporary popular culture while still writing beautiful and
interesting poetry. Perhaps that is what
everyone is wanting to read right now.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Part of Review of "A Broken Escalator Still Isn't The Stairs"
Out
of the 29 poems, 7 of them involve missing. These poems are crucial to the collection as
a whole but also fit cohesively together when separated out from the
chapbook. These poems begin, “to say on
is missing…” (3, 8, 13, 18, 22, 26,
29). By combining the idea of missing with a person (or the speaker) there
is a created tone of absence. This theme
carries throughout the collection as a whole.
There is a missing woman. There
is not seeing. There are missing
cities. There is the misplaced. These themes make these short poems resound
with a voice full of confusion and discontent.
The broken and lost theme of these poems brings the reader desire to
solve a kind of mystery of the given discontent. However, is comfort found? Is the puzzle solved? This could be possible by the briefest poems
in the collection that involve nature.
These petite poems sit in a place of calm realism. Combine all of these pieces and the reader
finds comfort in not knowing. These
themes do not create a bad collection.
They create a thought provoking solidity in the unknown and feel for the
absurdist world (and poetry world). Finally,
these missing poems create, in
themselves, an absence that the reader can see blankness, simple abolition of
these poems or the subject of these poems.
All of these possibilities lend themselves to the fine-tuned ambiguity
by Carlise.
What I've Learned from Nick Sturm
First,
be involved in what you do and produce. By doing this people will know
your name with your writing, chapbooks, and presses. Second, stay real.
Writing takes honesty and that is clearly displayed in the poems in all
three of these collections. What I write outside of the classroom is
sometimes similar to Sturm’s voice. the
grappling tension, the incongruent thoughts, the theories off the world are all
themes that span past Sturm specifically and to many contemporary poets like
Heather Christle, Leigh Stein, and S.E. Smith.
These chapbooks perhaps don’t have a larger narrative arc so perhaps
they are time based. Perhaps they were
written during a certain time and then placed in the chapbook thusly. A career this successful while going through
your MFA and PhD is impressive and noteworthy.
To have a hand in so many productions and pieces of the poetry world
makes me firstly jealous and second something worth watching in the years to
come. Sturm’s career could make it even
bigger than it is currently and I hope, as a fan of his, to watch that
flourish.
Part of Review of "Of a Bed Frame"
In Dan Nowak's
chapbook Of a Bed Frame, there are many love poems- love poems for another
person, for drinking, and for Nebraska. They’re funny poems and sad
poems. There are intense and serious
poems and happy, uplifting poems. These
love poems sit in a calm and protected place where the speaker's voice is just
that- observant and caring. At times the love poems get overwhelmingly
sentimental as well as a few cliché lines are found throughout the collection.
Regardless of these pieces, the collection as a whole is lovable,
something to drink in, and something to move with through time.
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