Barely There: Short Poems

The flashy poets and the poets with a schtick get the big audience, but it is the quiet poets whose individual poems more often linger with me. I d trade all of Ginsberg, say, for William Bronk s six-line poem After Bach, which derives from the cello suites the lesson that sadness can be in part /to accept the absence of One to say it to. And it is Bronk whose work is called to mind for me by Yahia Lababidi s Barely There, in which in embracing, we let go.
- H. L. Hix, Author of First Fire, Then Birds