About the Poems
by Dora Malech
Re: My poems:
My poem-life seems to go through periods of expansion and contraction, in which the poems aspire to different kinds of physicality. During expansions, my poems want to be akin to kite spools (un-spooling, of course) or fountains (the kind with spitting fish and pissing cherubim). During contractions, they want to feel like knots or scars or stars (I know, it’s aiming awfully… but leave a poor poet her dreams). These poems here were written during contractions, aspiring to clench, to clinch, to clinker.
Re: Re: My Poems:
I currently live in New Zealand, home of the Giant Weta, an insect that’s been around since before Gondwanaland decided to disassemble itself. It’s also the heaviest (not the largest, but the heaviest) insect in the world. It’s a seriously dense bug. Someday, I’d like to write a poem like that. Not “about” that, necessarily, but… you know… like that.