I’m so glad that I finally got the chance to read this collection. I was familiar with Franny Choi’s slam poetry (which I highly recommend, by the way), and while this is somewhat of a different medium, it was beautiful to see the words on paper. Choi knows how to write with an eloquence that is simultaneously firm and delicate; her words further complemented by the illustrations of birds by Jess X. Chen. Like many modern poets, she delves into grief, identity, and social issues. What stands out about her poetry is its colorful and ephemeral quality that’s meant to linger and haunt. She plays with different styles in her poems, which might throw some off, but I think what makes all of them work is her ability to present vivid imagery with these nuanced descriptions.
Another thing that makes Floating, Brilliant, Gone stand out from other modern poetry collections is the absence of the unapologetic poet. I don’t mean to say that other poets can’t be angry, positive, or what-have-you. Choi’s emotions run strong throughout her poems (her poems on racism are goddamn delights), but I felt there was clear contemplation before putting those thoughts into words; something I don’t get as much of in many of her contemporaries’ works.
It’s likely that I’m projecting, but there were certain words and ideas that seemed even more nuanced to me because of its connections to Korean culture. It’s one thing if she just mentioned a generic tree in her parent’s backyard. She opened the door to something richer, however, by mentioning that it’s a persimmon tree. There were little moments like these throughout the collection that conjured up distinct, Korean American experiences that I truly appreciated.
Not every poem worked for me, but those poems were far and few between. I can’t wait to pick up Soft Science and throw myself back into her imaginative wordplay.