I’m quite fond of Strand’s style, but I think he kinda indulges himself too much in this collection. What I value the most in his tone is the capacity of speaking of metaphysical themes in mundane terms, and he doesn’t disappoints doing so in poems like “Moon” or “Poems after the seven last words” but nonetheless, for pretty much the rest of the book, it’s as if he took for granted his own imagery.
— Jul 09, 2025 01:54PM
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