Remembering Tomaž Šalamun

Having left this blog take a breather for awhile, I missed some notable poets’ deaths. There is, for example, Mark Strand, with whose work I was especially enamored years ago. There is the illustrious Galway Kinnell. And there is Tomaž Šalamun, whose work is wildly different from my own — ha! — and from almost anyone else. But still, like the poet, so engaging.

Here is a link to a nice rembrance of him.

And a short poem:

Georges de la Tour! Georges de la Tour!

I see how you climb!

How you eavesdrop the hammering blacksmith

and peek at his watch.

I don’t know if you break off your seal.

The beauty of the angel is in the cask

that bolted your heart.