Distinct, clear, and free of flourishes, the poems in The Pictures examine war, boredom, death, love, decay, happiness, and worship through a series of moving and still images. In one poem, from a group of "moving" pictures, three soldiers bide their time in a barren landscape, awaiting destruction; in a "still" picture, a group of stones invite us to pay closer attention to them; in another still picture, a woman stands with her mouth open, fists clenched, words unimportant. Sight is unmysterious but wondrous in this book; the poems demonstrate that to look at something or to read it is to experience it, along with its attendant sadness or joy. The "pictures" collected here are communicative and profound, quick to read but long to develop.
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