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Mark Strand

I picked up Mark Strand’s new collection Almost Invisible and have been revisiting it several times now that I’m here in Spain, in Cadiz, here to relax and get myself whole again. Poem of the Spanish Poet In a hotel room somewhere in Iowa an American poet, tired of his poems, tired of being an American poet, leans back in his chair and imagines he is a Spanish poet, an old Spanish poet, nearing the…

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Why I love Mark Strand

I love the poetry of Mark Strand because it speaks to me in ways that other poetry cannot. I came across Mary Louise Parker reading Lines for Winter and had to listen several times. Lines for Winter BY MARK STRAND for Ros Krauss Tell yourself as it gets cold and gray falls from the air that you will go on walking, hearing the same tune no matter where you find yourself— inside the dome of…

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