...There’s a paradox here, insofar as line break is the one technical aspect of composition that’s always come naturally. Fluidly. It’s certainly related to stresses, to rhythm, but also to image and sense. There’s a reliance on intuition, but I will say I’ve tried to get some of the same charged silence that occurs in the blank space after any successful poem’s conclusion to also appear in lesser sparks out past the line’s end. It’s something like calibrating just how much your line can reasonably bear, and then getting out with some dignity intact. I do want to get out (from inside the line) before the shame arrives, or at least before it accumulates.The last book, Air Stream, was fine. I wrote about it for the G&M, very positively. I wouldn't have always written about Babstock's poems so positively, or so uniformly positively, but that book, it seems to me, illustrated what is exciting about this work. And in that book the poet goes out on a limb, lets meaning lapse here and there. It was difficult, early on, to separate the poetry from the hype where Babstock is concerned, but he has proven his worth in this book.
And yes, the typo in the interview! Forever, when blogging, one is up against the problem of proofreading one's own work. Very difficult. If you're perusing Harriet next month and see a typo, do let me know. Contact details are on this blog.