Catherine Wing's second published collection, Gin & Bleach, tosses one pleasantly unexpected image after another at us. The music of her poetry leaves us with fragments of emotion that aspire to give language to life, however incapable it is of translation. She reads from "A Mano," "what a tongue does as it hammers out the world, / taking the grain of an idea and gnashing it / against some grammar?" We discuss the syntax virus, rhyme and the contemporary poet, and writer's groups.
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