With this extraordinary first collection, Forrest Gander achieves the artful connection between head and heart and loins. These are poems whose chronic desires are poised on a consciousness of equal caliber and force. Line by line he detaches the familiar from old surroundings in language exquisitely cultivated to the edge of excess. It is poetry that prompts us to exult in our intricacy. In allowing us into "the inner circle by the boathouse," Rush To The Lake both disturbs our equilibria and restores us to the unflinching wonder of daily light.
Born in the Mojave Desert, Forrest Gander grew up in Virginia and spent significant periods in San Francisco, Dolores Hidalgo (Mexico), and Eureka Springs, Arkansas before moving to Rhode Island. He holds degrees in literature and in geology, a subject that recurs in his writing and for which his work has been connected to ecological poetics.
Collaboration has been an important engagement for Gander who, over the years, has worked with artists such as Ann Hamilton, Sally Mann, Eiko & Koma, Lucas Foglia, Ashwini Bhat, Richard Hirsch & Michael Rogers. He also translates extensively and has edited several anthologies of contemporary poetry from Latin America, Spain, and Japan.
This collection felt very much of the mid-Eighties. Images here in Forrest Gander's debut collection are monolithic, solid, resonant, haloed. A friend recommended his desert poems. Which I may read next. This collection is rooted in Japan, and he ponders place and tales and myth and land and the body.
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From "Loiter"
"I clear my way through the fog as music will break through static. The frogs strike up, a window goes out in the Home for Elders. Don’t you wonder why it is built far from anywhere, as though memory needs a terrain for forgetting; blind driveways to lost roads."