Oh, dear. I think I’m not a fan of modern poetry. I got Then the War from the library—the 2023 Pulitzer Prize-winning book of poetry by Carl Phillips, and immediately I recognize the condensed weight of the portentous, pressing—
pressing on the necessary but fragile
breath…
Oh, the judicious use of the
line break.
And, repetition.
An actual line:
“The gray of doves. The gray of doves, in shadow.”
Yes. Very nice. The dying tree poem (post below) fulfilled my quota.
Instead I shall read, also from the library, Do zombies dream of undead sheep? A Neuroscientific view of the zombie brain, Princeton University Press, 2014. Serious science applied to a fictional being, “combining tongue-in-cheek analysis with modern neuroscientific principles”.
