coldhearted scientist وداد

Landis Everson is a poet with five new poems and fourteen mostly old photographs in Jacket 26 (October 2004). He has two new poems in the American Poetry Review 35:1 (January/February 2006), a sexy one in Shampoo 26 (January 2006), and many others recently published and forthcoming.

He won the 2005 Emily Dickinson Award. This was discussed in the New York Times. His book is available on Amazon, through Powell’s, and elsewhere. I am not the only person who has blogged about his work.

All of this is quite interesting, not only because Everson is as youthful as ever, but because he stopped writing poetry for 43 years. Now, aged 80, he has started again.

Here are some of his words, on a question of writing and imagination.

Looking for a bird and finding a beast Adam never named.
The ability
to agree that we see the same moment, watch
what is and isn’t. Write it down with one pen,
quickly. It steals my eyes where a bird should be.

Axé.