One of my favorite lines in one of Trevor's poems is, "she becomes a gorgeous disaster." When I read Ryan's work I always get a sense of just that: the beauty in tragedy. Like fragile and stunning butterflies pinned to a piece of corkboard, his poems build a structure around those parts of the human experience which are fleeting and that we cannot -- or perhaps should not -- hold on to. His poems are redolent with saudade, and they are nothing short of brilliant. Do yourself a favor and check them out.
This month Back Room Live also features the epic work of both Bhanu Kapil and Steffi Drewes.
Trevor also has new work up on his blog, The Casual Tee. The poem is "Letter to electricity." Like Ryan, Trevor has a knack for constructing architecture around a flickering moment in time, gathering all of the disparate pieces and bringing about a sense of beauty and form to melancholy and tumult. Wonderful!
It's a good week for poetry.