Lines. Seas and oceans contain so many, diverse lines creating so many, diverse patterns. As does the sky. Between them another line: the horizon. Not really a line between the two -- it's just the way Baudelaire (I think it was him) once observed: the eye psychologically needs contrast to help manage what it sees and that, absent such contrast, as Anne Truitt (I think it was her) once observed, the eye might find it difficult to grasp/grapple infinity.
Lists. Lines. The lines of lists. The many, diverse lives of list poems. Thus do we come to the cover of my Selected List Poems project, forthcoming from my newest publisher,
Dos Madres Press:
(click on image to enlarge)
Thanks to the book designer,
Elizabeth Murphy.
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