by Lauren Hynde
I loved the "sin plicity" in this knife edge of a poem. In this world of information Robinson is at his cynical, most powerful best... And yet in the end it all fades into nothingness.
The word play here is art, pure and powerful... stunning stuff.
jim : )
LH hones her words to fine points and wastes not one drop of emotion or meaning.
but this line really stands out:
hauls
his human profile
I love reading something where part of the point is not just the meaning of the words but the structure of those words. Well crafted.