Dorothea Lasky

Dorothea Lasky

When you're looking for something specific, of course you'll find something else. This is more than just a logic of Eastern thought. After all, this is what Foucault taught us with Roussel.

Foucault was waiting in line at his local bookstore for a special order when he happened upon a title sitting in the discount bin. The lesson he taught us after this experience? Remain open to encounters.

Last weekend, as we were searching for a copy of William Blake's Illustrations, we literally stumbled across the work of Dorothea Lasky, a relatively new, and as we discovered, an absolutely lovely poet.

I've never really been one for first lines, but the opening ambit of, 'The Legend of Good John Henry', nearly paralyzed me. "When my dad got Alzeimer's all the plants died."

The sensitivity, the insight, the joy, even the darkness has lambent potential. As I would come to learn later, there's a reason I can feel Deleuze in the affirmation of her voice: she knows him well.

I hope everyone has the chance to hear and feel and think Dorothea Lasky. Here she is on Penn Sound.