after The Complete Poems of A. R. Ammons Today your book arrived, one book in two slab oblongs (a ball-buster), and I had to
In the shadows I became a stranger drowning in a river. A stranger drowning. In a river. I became. In the shadows I
after Zagajewski’s “My Favorite Poets,” trans. Clare Cavanagh They wouldn’t have understood this world, probably, those firm believers in the horizon. They caressed