With Empires, the latest poetry collection by John Balaban, there’s a way to start it that helps bring clarity to what he’s writing about in the 31 poems included. Start with this poem, found about halfway through the work.
The Uses of Poetry
The poets descend like locusts
wings filmy, bright, whirring ambitions
with mandible greed for green expanses,
for tended lushest leaf, all foliage,
the fury of their wingbeats
sickening and familiar…
To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.
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