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Lampblack & Ash: Poems

Lampblack Ash Poems There is something utterly in thrall here honey slow and fixated Driven by obsession in particular obsession with the legendary French poet Robert Desnos Muench s identification with a true self be

  • Title: Lampblack & Ash: Poems
  • Author: Simone Muench
  • ISBN: 9781932511277
  • Page: 300
  • Format: Paperback
  • There is something utterly in thrall here, honey slow and fixated Driven by obsession in particular, obsession with the legendary French poet, Robert Desnos Muench s identification with a true self beyond the self s known truth is startling from the introduction by Carol Muske Dukes Simone s poems have a confidence and sophistication of what I like to call intentionalityThere is something utterly in thrall here, honey slow and fixated Driven by obsession in particular, obsession with the legendary French poet, Robert Desnos Muench s identification with a true self beyond the self s known truth is startling from the introduction by Carol Muske Dukes Simone s poems have a confidence and sophistication of what I like to call intentionality Also wit, grace, poise, and a relationship to writing beyond self referential feeling Anne Waldman Lush, sprouting, sensuous images line by line, adopting myth freely, Muench s poems are volatile explosives, circling beauty James Tate

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    1. Written in part as homage to the surrealist French poet Robert Desnos, Muensch focuses on the world as it is perceived through her eyes: as Medusa; a glass swallow; wisteria; curious victim. Muench desires self-interrogation yet is insightful (and witty) enough to make meaning of expression bound by the restraint of time: “Residue of sleet / on a trampoline, a silver screw undoing / what we thought we knew of tomorrow”. The future is what it becomes, regardless of the poet’s will. Muench p [...]

    2. I almost put this back on the library shelf when I read in the introduction that the poems in this thin volume were composed at least in part in honor of a French surrealist poet (writing about art to me is one of those lame literary conceits, the kind of stuff you are forced to read in college, like Keats waxing on about a Grecian urn or W.C. Williams ruminating about Picasso). However, the power of Muench's language quickly won me over. Her language oftens borders on the sublime, with a narrat [...]

    3. Some of these lines are extremely vivid. Pretty sexy, girly, playful, and French."In second-story windows,girls in fine coal dresses undress, scrim of their slips lemon-light: thin as a bone button that unfastensthe sky. Blue door on a black house, your bodylike glass"With a high vocabulary.

    4. reminds me of being seventeen on livejournal, reading poems by girls/women who wrote like this, with words you had to note down and look up, who spoke french and wore their hair long and such

    5. sometimes things get a little to mushy-mushy with the soundplay and some poems feel like, um, well i feel like galvin would say that they don't feel like they need to be written (but of course he'd say so in a more cowboy way). as in some of them feel like, too poet-y, too literary journal-y. THAT SAID, mama like.

    6. This was OK. Lots of imagery and words kept coming up again and again and, rather than feeling considered and deliberate (as it certainly was intended), it felt as though the poet could do with using a thesaurus.

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