Bill Knott, 1940-2014
What extraordinary and totally unique poetry he wrote! It is a huge loss to the world that he passed on March 12, 2014 at the age of 74. With so many poets writing these days, one is bound to miss some of them, even important ones. So I am indebted to Rose Kelleher who essentially introduced me to Bill Knott through his books and on her blog.
What better way to remember him than by sharing his crazy, I mean brilliant, poetry??
So, a random sample.
From Collected Sonnets 1970-2010
Summer is entered through screendoors,
and therefore seems unclear
at first sight, when it is in fact
a mesh of fine wires
whose haze has confused the eyes…
What if we never entered then–
what if the days remained like this,
a hesitation at he threshold of itself,
expectant, tense, tensile
as lines that crisscross each other
in a space forever latent
where we wait, pressed up against
something trying to retain its vagueness.