Music for Landing Planes By

Poems

Telescopinig ideas and images in an astonishing variety of forms, Eireann Lorsung honors the makers, methods, and materials embodied in daily objects. From the copper plate of an Intaglio print to the patched muslin form of a dressmaker’s mannequin to the maddered boy taking shape on a loom, the ephemeral becomes eternal in these poems. Combining art and artifacts to create verse that is uniquely modern, Lorsung has invented an entirely original lexicon.

"Nothing touches like tan velvet touches
the palm. Now the cracks come, because what gives
without taking?–Doesn’t exist. Say

you forget what is lanolin, what is raw about fleece
uncarded & unwashed. Say the silver feel
of charmeuse lines your sleep. You’ve lost

what there was before pins & needles, sound
a scissors makes through cloth on a hardwood floor,
thick waist of the dressmaker’s dummy. Don’t tell me

any more. Without Burano lace, without cinnabar
strung on a cuff, shantung and satin and netting and swiss:
no rich man, no camel, no needle’s threatening eye."

—from "Dressmaker"

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