| “Illegible Cloud” began as a little nonce form, revolving around each stanza’s repetition of “in” and “where.” I think I was feeling my way towards location, or maybe dislocation, within the multiple surfaces of a nagging, intimate memory that reflected back something vital yet illegible. The poem sat with me for over a decade; experiencing the buoyant opacity of Cy Twombly’s immense painting, Say Goodbye, Catullus, to the Shores of Asia Minor, made me remember its lines and finally resituate myself among them. Chad Bennett on "Illegible Cloud" |
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