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Tragedy, Ecstasy, Doom, and so on

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Rust and Blue

An ocean between two darknesses:

one darkness plum-like,

the darkness that arises

from somewhere deep within

the earth after sunset

and fills with stars;

the other darkness coagulated

as old blood spilled

from a suicide's wrists.

You want us to swim

across that ocean,

but you refuse to tell us

which direction we should go.

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The poems in Kip Knott's debut collection are a measuring of hope and dread, poems that show us the beautiful, bright photograph then places it next to its dark, disturbing photographic negative. In these poems, we witness, for example, Salvador Dali going to work in an office. The discourse issuing from these efforts is redemptive, even if it doesn’t come in the form of answers. These poems intrigue with their questioning of the human condition, a state somewhere between spirit and stranger. As the poems move easily into Mark Rothko’s art and life, the discourse continues but in the form of colors, of juxtapositions, guiding our understanding of them from canvas to soul. In sum, the poems stay true to exploring an initial, profound insight: The other man that I am.

                         - Alberto Rios

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