Knar Gavin

“Not unlike Zurita’s Song, this book is astonishing — by which I mean, the thing interfered with me (from the reflexive French verb s’entreferir, interference involves a mutual strike; a strike the launch of which supposes some counter-strike), in turn demanding some kind of reckoning, of adjustment on the level of thought. Like, is poem/poet/publisher/institution X ___ an attack dog of the state? Has ____ helped disappear all of the bodies? Will ___ decline to man the guillotine, or?”