I Sometimes Become Blank

This is the seventh collection of works by the poet, who has been beloved of critics and readers alike for a long time for her frank poetic diction and lyrical echoes. In this volume, which is the first publication in six years, the poet reveals long-continued questions about life and verse. Continuing painfully at times and serenely at other times as if he has attained a philosophical view of life, the poet’s grammar encloses solid language that has passed long nights of sleeplessness and time of contemplation.