Sorrow Arrow Emily Kendal Frey Octopus Books — EKF: “… as I grow less and less interested in the mind, insofar as making “sense” (at least along any lines of logic) of my experience, the more willing I become to stay in feelings.” (Interview with Nicholas Sturm, Bookslut) *** “Let’s do an interpretive dance and call it Jonathan Franzen” (@EmilyKendalFrey) *** Emily Kendal Frey’s Sorrow Arrow reads as a sentence- and poem-collage, one that upends then rebuilds itself nearly every other phrase. And it’s not just the images that make up the collage—it’s the way that Frey juxtaposes macro and micro: the universe shrinks to a composted watermelon rind, Love is packed into the skin of a tangerine. Frey says (I’m projecting) love is big—wait, no it’s not, it’s insignificant as rotting fruit. *** EKF: “Most writers working prior to the last fifty years had a persona that pretty much came from their work, but now there are all these other sources…” (Interview with Lisa Wells, OmniVerse) And so a poet is a living person …