Poetry. Edited by Andrew Joron and Andrew Zawacki. "Gustaf Sobin's poems, whose principal heaven is a dawn field in Provence, have always traced a path to the Absolute. His work, which finally must be ranked with that of Celan and Rene Char, causes language to exceed its own condition. Here, words find their true home in exile, a caesura accurately, & exquisitely, measured in lines indistinguishable from musical notation. Indeed, Sobin plucks a music beyond hearing from the strands of a fallen world, & so perfects the art of making 'manifest omissions'"--Andrew Joron.
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