Greg Bem reviews Elizabeth Robinson's Pattern refuses to repeat itself = is divine (2017)

Our pal Greg Bem was good enough to provide the first review for Elizabeth Robinson's Pattern refuses to repeat itself = is divine (2017) at Goodreads. Thanks so much! You can see the original review here.

Asking myself, "What does it take to write a single book," and having the flood of girth, of a material depth, and holding this stereotype accountable. Reading Elizabeth Robinson's book, which is physically minimal but emotionally exquisite and sprawling. It is this type of intersection in the conversation that leads me to wonder about the arc and the grace of a poetry that is, especially in our digital present, here and now, ultimately huge. "Mottled humors release belief." This is just one of perhaps several dozen (total) lines in this book that breaks the *pattern* of the surge of the contemporary breath of poetry, a breath as robotic as invisibly undead. Robinson's life is curatorial. Her poetic vision is the concentration of the splinter, the release of the energy of focus. It is worth engaging, and understanding briefly, and longingly, into one's own perceptive strides of the meaning within fullness.