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Nude With Anything I love these
poems, their cathedral-like meditations, their brilliant sentences spiraling
like silver necklaces of DNA. Or water falling down successive terraces.
What they track, the necessary coordinates / of precisely here,
is mysterious as a fingerprint, intimate as blood-flow. Believing
/ nothing, D'Agostino says, I believed slowly what I could,
a little / ceremony, if even only / pouring ordinary water one glass to
another to feel a thing / turn into itself again and again . . . .
In biology, recognition occurs when a molecule attaches itself to another
whose shape is receptive. DAgostinos poems move thought to
thought with that same unerring receptivity; and yet it is equally true
that an enormous tenderness drifts through them like the Milky Way. James DAgostinos
poems propose emergency measures. Follow them. They will save your life. |
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Issues Poetry & Prose, Western Michigan University, Dept. of English, |
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