“A Renaissance tapestry slashed with Fauve, Pointillist and Abstract Expressionist digressions, Bayart claims all of life and the history of longing as its subject, and claims the right to rearrange and reorganize their teeming particulars according to mysterious laws which are in force behind the scenes. Ravishing to the eye and ear, deeply unsettling yet offering consolations of its own, Bayart marks a step forward in late twentieth-century poetry. Cole Swensen’s translation is simply amazing.” -John Ashbery

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