{ Space Struck – poems – Paige Lewis }

Space Struck
poems, Paige Lewis
Sarabande Books, 2019

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If, instead of a far creature, I imagine here an empty cage, then perhaps I’ve been blessed by revelation as originally intended, and tended to, in and by the baptismal poems of Paige Lewis as visible from their Space Struck, a work of thisness and anti-thatness. In a verse so propulsive that the forms therein dance in the before and after of being re-shadowed, Lewis makes of the beyond a proximity where privacy enters the pocket as a rescued oyster and emerges secretly as a smallness freed from size. In places such as these, urgency need not be restless, awe need not outgrow its display, and we need not slow ourselves to be overtaken by beauty.

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reflection by Barton Smock

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book is here:
http://www.sarabandebooks.org/titles-20192039/space-struck-paige-lewis