I often think of the space of a page as a stage, with words, letters, syllable characters moving across.
Soundwaves. It’s the difference between one stillness and another stillness. - Susan Howe
Soundwaves. It’s the difference between one stillness and another stillness.
- Susan Howe
There’s a level at which words are spirit and paper is skin. That’s the fascination of archives. There’s still a bodily trace. - Susan Howe
There’s a level at which words are spirit and paper is skin. That’s the fascination of archives. There’s still a bodily trace.
Herman Melville is not comforting. Emily Dickinson isn’t either. Maybe their work is too hungry for comfort, or just too vivid for comfort. But Henry… - Susan Howe
Herman Melville is not comforting. Emily Dickinson isn’t either. Maybe their work is too hungry for comfort, or just too vivid for comfort. But Henry…
Whose order is shut inside the structure of a sentence? - Susan Howe
Whose order is shut inside the structure of a sentence?
If history is a record of survivors, Poetry shelters other voices. - Susan Howe
If history is a record of survivors, Poetry shelters other voices.
In Maureen Owen's perfectly titled Erosion's Pull, words and lines map, unmap, and revamp our everyday postcontemporary geographies: ironies and ambi… - Susan Howe
In Maureen Owen's perfectly titled Erosion's Pull, words and lines map, unmap, and revamp our everyday postcontemporary geographies: ironies and ambi…
I often think of the space of a page as a stage, with words, letters, syllable characters moving across. - Susan Howe
A poem is an invocation, rebellious return to the blessedness of beginning again, wandering free in pure process of forgetting and finding. - Susan Howe
A poem is an invocation, rebellious return to the blessedness of beginning again, wandering free in pure process of forgetting and finding.
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