A friend sent me "Rough Slabs of Jade" and it's genuinely one of my favorite poems this year. "Even after / they are picked, the fruits keep breathing. / Description comes so easily in this interpreted world" seized me immediately…the poem has such a strange, degraded grandeur to it that I love.
Very happy to have found your Substack through it, and looking forward to your book eventually!
A friend sent me "Rough Slabs of Jade" and it's genuinely one of my favorite poems this year. "Even after / they are picked, the fruits keep breathing. / Description comes so easily in this interpreted world" seized me immediately…the poem has such a strange, degraded grandeur to it that I love.
Very happy to have found your Substack through it, and looking forward to your book eventually!