“come teach me a little bit
of nothing, in the dark
abundant hours.”
-from “The School of Night & Hyphens”
“come teach me a little bit
of nothing, in the dark
abundant hours.”
-from “The School of Night & Hyphens”
“Many of the things I miss are pretty silly. Pretty & silly, & I miss them deeply.”
“I think it‘s what any artist hopes for: not only to be remembered, but to be company.”
- from “Summer” [the sunflowers fall…]
“The mother cockroach says, “In the event of a sudden loss of cabin meaning, back-up meanings will drop from the overhead compartment…Please grab hold of a meaning & pull it to your face.”
- from “Summer” [Your emergency contact…]:
Chen Chen has a way of criticizing people who criticize his poems with such a succinct and biting wit that you NEVER want to criticize one of his poems. However, I, too, would prefer that he not use the word “poop” or share so mindfully about his bowel movements. Some would label him immature for indulging in “potty talk.” Others would call the intensity of the taboo itself immature. What‘s not immature is the deep respect he has for language…👇🏻
I‘m reading The Celebrants for my IRL book club, and Chen Chen‘s second book of poetry (by personal choice). I‘ll likely finish the novel today. Nothing definitive queued up to come after…but I love deciding what to read next, so that‘s never a problem!
Stay tuned. 😉
#WeekendReads