We have the goods for you. Or rather, Jill Bialosky and D.
Nurkse have the goods for us. Bialosky is a versatile writer who has published
two novels and three collections of poetry and you’ve probably read her work in
The Paris Review, The New Yorker, and The Kenyan Review amongst others. She re-evaluates and redefines
the way in which we acclimate to or form private spaces. The poems appear
insular at first, begin in a bedroom, an art studio, or capture an intimate
conversation, and then the intruding inquiries Bialosky asks of herself and of
the reader dissolve these boundaries to let us find the startling pricks of
passion or unsettling honesty that disrupt and revitalize the quieter or more
routine aspects of our lives. She read from her recently released book, The Intruder (Knopf, 2008) and told us:
poems. It is the intrusion of imagination, of art, of Eros on everyday life. This
figure took on many guises from muse, to doppelganger, to a lover.”
“I began to realize that the intruder was a way for the self
to be challenged.”
room. I was always amazed at how things were constantly emerging.”
written a series of poems based on his work, which centers on the provocation
between intimate people. For instance, a figure of a mother and a young boy.”
of these erotic manuscripts at the Morgan Library.”
I was in the ski lift during a cold day with a blizzard. There was the Upper
Bowl and the Lower Bowl and it conveyed to me the essence of Paradise Lost.
This is my version of the Fall.”
D. Nurkse chatted about and read from his new collection The Border Kingdom (Knopf, 2008). One of
my favorite lines of poetry from the evening is his, “You can get there by
holding your breath.”
“Poets suffer but then we get these introductions and it
makes up for everything.”
is about limbo, which might be the Bush era. It’s also about my generation
thinking the world would end during the Cold war and then experiencing the
Civil Rights movement.”
“People in the book end up in thoughtful transitional
stages, terrified to live in a world where human life is prolonged
indefinitely. I’ll start with a few poems written to me by a woman from the
future.”
by humans. I thought I invented the term when I wrote this poem.”
“This is a poem about raising a child in a finite world.”
“I read these poems in
the end of the book, although not presumably at the end of the reading.”
“Everything in this poem is true. We do move 18.5 miles per
second. The ‘we’ that hasn’t changed since the bronze age. What change the mind
last was the subjunctive clause. The arena of possibility.”
“The last poem I’m going to read is about the lyrical
subject of American Interrogation procedures and takes place in
— Julia Cohen