Ed Roberson has written some of the most inventive and reconstructive poetry collections I have ever read. To See the Earth Before the End of the World will always be one of my favorite books. Those poems were unmistakably a master not honing but reinventing and then reordering his craft. A Roberson poem can be so many things. Disorienting and familiar. Personal reflection, repeating the world back to us but out of order or maybe just shown the way we've neglected to see it. Here he does it again. Reinventing and deconstructing his own style at the same time. A free association of memory and locales is matched with an almost engineer like sensitivity to the steel and concrete urban world around him.
I read this book in one sitting and I know that I will have to come back to it for years. These could be understood as instructions. Maybe on how to write a poem or maybe on just how to see the world and try to understand yourself in it. It's separate at the same time too though. That is what has always been genius to me about Roberson's writing. It is never any one thing. Instead it shifts and reinvents itself often a couple times in the course of one poem. It is local, but it is recognizable in so far as the natural world is recognizable. The lake that he is peering into happens to be Lake Michigan but these poems often transcend time and place and ask bigger questions. "What in these placeless points figures what we show up at-/whether it's visionary evolution,/ or an extinction." In lines like these he forgoes a landmark and instead asks questions that needed to be asked and that no one else could. All while maintaining a deep resonance and familiarity. For another poet this could become muddled. Instead though reading his poems almost trains you to be waiting for that next movement. Even if you are though you wont be able to guess until it's already past. After you'll know you've seen it before but you're not sure where.