"Melissa Kwasny's work serves as a brilliant tonic, reminding us of the essential gravitas of poems of distinction. Hers present a richly textured surface and a deeply thought interior, and have a compass that deftly mingles the scholarly page with beauticians' hopes and tobacco pouches; a naturalist's tight focus with the wide gaze of a woman of the world; a ... Read morelyricist's gifts with a philosopher's understandings. This is the real-deal stuff."
Albert Goldbarth, author of The Kitchen Sink, on Reading Novalis in Montana "In The Nine Senses, Melissa Kwasny follows the path of amor mundi beyond the 'senses five,' never parting the real from the dreamt, the dead from the living, the lost from the loved, the solitary from the communal. In a book of prose poems, she makes her turns internally. As with my favorite words, rooms, faces, and flowers, I feel that light is sewn up into them. Between their lines moves an ethics of embodied becoming, like the tree, 'whole and shining,' she gives us in the spaces of venetian blinds. 'The dawns are numbered, as I am,' she writes. But in the joint counting houses of morphology and phenomenology, each hour could take a lifetime to know. Inside the devastation and the beauty, we sit with the question: will we seek salvation from the world, or a radicalized (re) attachment to it. 'Nay, too late for cost-counting' says the hell-bound speaker in Christina Rossetti's 'Amor Mundi' 'This downhill path is easy, but there's no turning back.' Today more than ever we must ask ourselves which is the real hell: amor mundi or contemptus mundi. Turn away no more, says Blake. Kwasny has written us a book of charms, in the old sense. A book to bind us to the world, and to each other."
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