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136 pages, Paperback
First published August 5, 2014
Turning to Doug, I say, “I think what attracts me to storms is the way they reduce form to formlessness. Or no, that’s not it. A storm revises a thing’s original form. It isn’t formlessness, it’s revision.”
To all of which, Doug answers by saying, “There’s nothing better than a great storm.” He’s a photographer, a landscape photographer, the kind whose instinct is to see the world first for what it is, not for what it may conjure up in the mind. Clarity of vision, not distortion of it. This is not to say that he isn’t capable of seeing the various other resonances of a landscape, but that comes later, I think. I’m the kind of poet who thinks in the opposite manner, tending to see first what a thing resembles, and only afterward—almost reluctantly—do I see it for what it actually is.