The Breathing Body of This Thought
Imagine you could lift time up like a lid; imagine beneath a substratum of first and last particulars that form brief visionary episodes, in which life's beauties and terrors glint and mutate on "the floating filament of temporary/vowels." In Genya Turovskaya's The Breathing Body of This Thought, the protean force of language is newly manifest in poems of sustained acuity and extraordinary power. "Yet it may be possible to be sung back to life."
