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Kenmore: Poem Unlimited Vol. Four
By Geoffrey Gatza
Ghost Book (130 Pages)


Alone with our madness and favorite flower
We see that there really is nothing left to write about.
Or rather, it is necessary to write about the same old things
In the same way, repeating the same things over and over
For love to continue and be gradually different.

From Late Echo by John Ashbery


To conclude the series, an echo of the first is found in one-word poems. Each poem corresponds to a street in Kenmore, New York. The minimal nature of these poems in part comment on the fundamental instability of language. Taking a cue from Little Sparta by Ian Hamilton Finlay, this work can be read as an installation to the town. The quoted poem above, concluded with these lines, That speak so deeply into our unprepared knowledge / Of ourselves, the talking engines of our day. These words mean to me what they mean to me, this land and the words will mean differently to you, and differently to the next reader. It is my hopes that these will those talking engines. Enjoy!