"How simple and strange everything is," to quote Robert Desnos, one of two epigraphs beginning this collection. It could serve as a distillation of Kalamaras's aesthetic. There's always a feeling of devotion moving through his lines, though I wouldn't call it piety. It's a quality of attention, the kind one would associate with a Zen tea ceremony, or Zen poet Takahashi Shinkichi. It's a reverence of the marvelous, and everything in Kalamaras's...
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