What I love about the compact, sometimes icy poems in Marni Ludwig's Little Box of Cotton and Lightning is the way in which Ludwig is able to summon a collage of associations. Recalling Joseph Cornell's boxes, these poems, compact and particular, cross-stitch the lyrical and the sinister. "I am tapping at your picture/window. You are sewing/yourself into the bedsheet," the poet writes. Such compact precision can act as a lightning bolt. In the exquisite music of her off rhymes, a severe control is evidence of a wild ear.
Reviewed by Tory Adkisson in The Offending Adam
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