“Swept Up Whole”
You aren’t swept up whole,
however it feels. You’re
atomized. The wind passes.
You recongeal. It’s
And, an excerpt from the linked interview:
What do you think about the state of poetry and the reading of poetry in our country?
I never, ever worry about poetry or its survival because it’s the very nature of a poem to be that language that does survive. Poems are even better than tweets – they don’t require any electronic equipment. They can lodge right in your brain. They are by nature short. You don’t even have to remember all of them — you can remember just a phrase. That can be something you can turn to in any emergency, good or bad. You’ll pluck out a little group of words, just maybe a phrase, and that’s exactly what poetry is for. It’s for the things that really last. Because it lasts.