...how I can jump the gun.
The first Abraham Sutzkever poems that came to my attention blew me away. They had the qualities I look for in a poem. I posted an approving thing.
Since then, I've been reading a lot more of his poems, from his early, middle, and later periods.
My first impression that everything he touched must be gold was mistaken. Many of his poems are self-indulgent and over written. Some are too directly about the Holocaust -- I prefer the subtler touch, the more indirect approach of those poems that first came to my attention.
So...I don't know what to say. I went, maybe, a bit overboard. But that doesn't change the fact that some of his poems are on the highest level of poetic utterance.
1913 - 2010 |
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