Come here. Come here. Come here. Come here.
Kearney’s prosody is miraculous. Explosive double beats launch the lines or hit the break like a hi-hat. Slant rhymes suggest infinite puns, but Kearney sometimes downshifts from complexity and just cruises around the neighborhood. Formalism as syncopation and signification: I can’t think of another writer as gifted as Kearney is at sound.
Sho exemplifies the daring possibilities for poetry today. Despite the devastation held within our lexicon, words hold the dazzling potential that we can rise through language to “come up clutching what is under— / come back striking / what’s above.”
—CD Eskilson, The Arkansas International
DOUGLAS KEARNEY SHO (Wave Poetry) at the Dispensary
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