Knott, Bill: I Am Flying Into Myself: Selected Poems
Farrar, Straus & Giroux (paperback, 2018)
This brand-new, posthumously published selection from Bill Knott’s oeuvre—edited by a longtime friend, the late Thomas Lux—revivifies a half-century of dedication to the craft. Knott was a wild-eyed surrealist, a mussed-up romantic, a part-time minimalist, a learned formalist, a straight-faced comedian, a self-effacing provocateur, and a true-blue amateur. His poetry exalts and dashes down. It shreds hearts, cusses, neologizes. Befuddles and soothes. Throws tantrums. Points fingers. Pours tea. Paints the moon. They are pulsating poems, Bill Knott’s, and filled with all the breath of the breathless.
-- Alexander Moysaenko
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"Sonnet (To —)"
The way the world is not Astonished at you It doesn't blink a leaf When we step from the house Leads me to think That beauty is natural, unremarkable And not to be spoken of Except in the course of singing and worksharing The course of squeezes and neighbors The course of you tying back your raving hair to go out And the course of course of me Astonished at you The way the world is not