Appreciation …

… The Unmade Edges of Language: On the Poetry of Alvin Feinman. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

In Alvin’s poems, two aspects of mind are always at work: one that writes and by writing tries to unite, and another that picks apart the very things the poem tries to connect. This constant stitching and unstitching gives the poems a tidal feel—they repeatedly approach a kind of closure, but inevitably recede just before reaching it.