I got this reading in my contemporary poetry class, and I realized that it all somehow ends up dealing a square. We had discussed writing about squares in relation to one of Bernadette Mayer's writing exercises. In this case, the poetry takes place inside and outside of the square, sometimes breaking the boundaries or interrupting them. Each image changes the mood of the page.
It seems to be about inside vs. outside and fear of transitional spaces?
Eclat, by Caroline Bergvall
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