Dan Waber

Dan Waber is a visual poet, concrete poet, sound poet, performance
poet, publisher, editor, playwright and multimedia artist whose work
has appeared in all sorts of delicious places, from digital to print,
from stage to classroom, from mailboxes to puppet theaters. He is
currently working on everywhere in between. He makes his online home
at logolalia.com

After Words

Every poem in this collection contains an “echo” made by reading the last word of each line, in a downward fashion. With one exception, every echo was written or spoken by poet (and love of my life) Jennifer Hill-Kaucher. Some come from poems or fictions she has written (some of which have been published by FootHills Publishing), but many come from places as mundane as jotted notes and SMS text messages (an Index follows).

What I discovered was that when you love a poet, there are no mundane occasions for words, and these poems began as a way for me to hang on to many of these lines, to give them a life longer than ephemera. It later grew to include lines of hers I loved from all sorts of other sources, and found its logical conclusion in the final poem, which uses for its echo a complete poem of hers; a poem that contains an echo itself. It has been one of the greatest joys of my life to wrap my words around hers in a way that echoes the way she wraps her love around mine.

From the Book:

All You Imagine

I have never been what you might call your
bland imaginator. In eyelashes
I have seen the upsweep of songs that are
sung without opening the mouth. For a
day and a half I spoke into a fan
to decode what code passed through. I've looked for
buried treasure underneath sheets in the
living room. I renamed constellations
to nouns and verbs and conjunctions so that
poems are written in the sky. The swirl
of dust in shafts of light lifts me above
myself and inside the cloud I see all
the lines of force glow like comet tails that
linger into the shape of a hint. You
will not live long enough to even see
the most infinitesimal slice of
the sestinas I've composed. I speak the
language of onions. My cup-runneth world
has room in it for ten times all this and
more, always more there is always and all
ways more on the list, more to do, but you
are more than even I could imagine.

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