where we don't exist.As frank as that is, it is not the final tone of this collection. Armantrout survived her illness; her cancer is in remission. There are no platitudes here. This poet would never accept or believe them. Yet the book ends with a kind of direction--"The full force/of the will to live/is fixed/on the next/occasion://someone/coming with a tray,//someone/calling a number."
Armantrout reads her poetry at the Rackham Amphitheater on Monday, March 21.
[Originally published in March, 2011.]
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