Coloratura on a Silence Found in Many Expressive Systems
Fulton, Alice I was living in a high-maintenance loneliness, " Alice Fulton writes of a devastating accident, and her poems express both reverence and impatience as they search for a brightness palpable as the dark. The result is a brilliant coloratura on the senses. Fulton evokes phantom aromas of vanished perfumes, flowers fragrant only at night, and the ozone scent of snow, marvels at velvet paintings and chimerical colors outside the spectrum, and riffs...