Friday, April 8, 2011

From The Trouble With Resonance

XIX.
 
Proposition:
 
Directly proportionate:
language to the white space available.
 
 
 
Further Proposition:
 
Construct your silences
as speech—
            self beyond its dialogue
            is still bound by self—
and the page will never again
need flesh
to (first) turn upon itself
(then) transcend.
 
 
 
Devil’s advocate:
 
Poet,
I too rationalize
the means of my profession!
 
--John Sibley Williams is a poet and small press publicist residing in Portland, OR. He has a previous MA in Writing and presently studies Book Publishing at Portland State University, where he serves as Acquisitions Manager of Ooligan Press and publicist for Three Muses Press. His poetry was nominated for the 2009 Pushcart Prize and won the 2011 Heart Poetry Award. His chapbooks include A Pure River (The Last Automat Press, 2010), Door, Door (Red Ochre Press, 2011), From Colder Climates (Folded Word, forthcoming), The Longest Compass (Finishing Line Press, forthcoming), and The Art of Raining (The Knives Forks and Spoons Press, forthcoming). Some of his over 100 previous or upcoming publications include: The Evansville Review, RHINO, Rosebud, Ellipsis, Flint Hills Review, and Poetry Quarterly.

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