One winter morning, poet Dawn Potter sat down at her desk in Harmony, Maine, and began copying out the opening lines of John Milton's Paradise Lost. Her intent was to spend half an hour with a poem she had never liked, her goal to transcribe a page or two. Maybe she would begin to appreciate the poet's art, though she had no real expectations that the exercise would change her mind about the poem. Yet what began as a whim turned rapidly into an obsession, and soon Potter was immersed in a strange and unexpected project: she found herself copying out every single word of Milton's immense,...
One winter morning, poet Dawn Potter sat down at her desk in Harmony, Maine, and began copying out the opening lines of John Milton's Paradise Lost...
Whether they're graveside tourists in Rome or lovelorn girls on a bus, the characters in Dawn Potter's ravishing second collection of poetry, "betray a fatal longing" for love's complications. By turns comic and melancholy, hungry and euphoric, these poems surrender again and again to the passions and panics of experience.
Whether they're graveside tourists in Rome or lovelorn girls on a bus, the characters in Dawn Potter's ravishing second collection of poetry, "betray ...
Even as she reminds us that writing "doesn't solve anything," Potter is driven to chronicle "the years murmur ing] their old tune" in this compilation of sonnets, extended narratives, and shifting invented forms. Her rushing lyric voice binds together the personal, cultural, and imaginative histories that create the inevitable complications of human character.
Even as she reminds us that writing "doesn't solve anything," Potter is driven to chronicle "the years murmur ing] their old tune" in this compilation...
