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By Rae Armantrout

Where there’s smoke

there are mirrors


and a dry ice machine,

industrial quality fans.


If I’ve learned anything

about the present moment

 


But who doesn’t

love a flame,


the way one leaps

into being


full-fledged,

then leans over


to chat

 


Already the light

is retrospective,

sourceless,


is losing itself

though the trees

are clearly limned.


  • Nature

Poet Bio

Rae Armantrout
Rae Armantrout, one of the founding members of the West Coast group of Language poets, stands apart from other Language poets in her lyrical voice and her commitment to the interior and the domestic. Her short-lined poems are often concerned with dismantling conventions of memory, pop culture, science, and mothering, and these unsparing interrogations are often streaked with wit.

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