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on Stone Lyre, poems by René Char, translated by Nancy Naomi Carlson (Tupelo Press)

When René Char died in 1988 at the age of 80, President Jacques Chirac called him “the greatest French poet of the twentieth century.” The writer Françoise Giraud remarked that Chirac “would read poetry behind a copy of Playboy” presumably to preserve his reputation as a seducer, but it’s more likely that Chirac encouraged the anecdote.

on The Stranger Manual, poems by Catie Rosemurgy (Graywolf Press)

It’s been more than 30 years since I heard Bill Matthews remark at a reading that a poet must submit to confusion and fear – and not make poems as charms against them. As intended, his counsel stiffened my spine. Who could argue?

on Reality Hunger: A Manifesto, by David Shields (Knopf)

David Shields’ Reality Hunger: A Manifesto ardently tags after the American poets who have dismissed the facts of the day and their shotgun-riding media and arts. “Realism is a corruption of reality,” said Wallace Stevens. In 1951, as the hydrogen bomb made its debut, William Carlos Williams voiced his disregard:

on The Whole Island: Six Decades of Cuban Poetry, ed. by Mark Weiss; and It’s Not You, It’s Me, ed. by Jerry Williams

The statue of José Martí (1853-1895) is situated at the 59th Street entrance to Central Park near the Grand Plaza. The Cuban poet-patriot is depicted at the moment Spanish bullets ripped into him at the Battle of Dos Rios.

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