David Anthony Sam
Poetry reflects the self back to the self, meets the other in a mirror of different similitude, and speaks what cannot be named.
Dark Matters
The words page–
into width enough–
for spaces
to bear–infinity–
within discretions
of the letters–
We write across–
the blankness
of such–signals
breath sighing–
out the sound
of each image–
As if a scratch
of pen or brush
contained–chords
to anthem all–
matters that lie
after this edge–
(from Finite to Fail: Poems after Dickinson)
(Header panoramic photograph of the Lower Tahquamenon Falls by David Anthony Sam)
David,
Your work always surprises me with its simplicity and depth. Beautiful piece. Love the economy of words which cut to the bone, so precise, so adept. The photographs are stunning.
Appreciate your work very much, David.
“Subtractions” and “Relelation’s Montage” my favorites.
The many dashes throughout these pages remind me of the punch cards used to program the Jacquard Loom – the fabric created in these poems far more exquisite!
Bravo!
Thank you for the kind words. I attempted under the influence of Dickinson to use dashes to interrupt the syntax and introduce ambiguity if not paradox. I am please the poems worked for you