a poetic aside…

Just wanted to share some thoughts about Mei-mei Berssenbrugge. I have her book Hello, the Roses sitting on the top of my book pile and pick it up often to read a few lines. She absolutely blows my mind. A single line of almost any of her poems is a mini discourse on physics, perception, presence, everything. For example, from DJ Frogs –

Where rhythm should be, there’s space around an expected beat I don’t hear; my pulse falls through subtracted space.

Or –

Frogs communicate para-accoustically with the future, grabbing the potential beat (silence) and materializing it from far off in light years.