![]() ![]() Some of the moments feel like stock images playing air guitar in a backwards wedding dress as seen in Beautiful Short Loser, or hitting “rock-bottom in my fast car going nowhere”, in The Last Prom Queen in Antarctica. ![]() Vuong, to varying degrees, illustrates what it means to be out of control. The narrator of the poem is bewitched by the bull’s beauty its kerosene-blue eyes and fur so dark it purples the night around it. The painterly opener, The Bull, sets the tone for this sense of wild abandon. He also wonders if she’s still illiterate:īeing led by urge and compulsion feels central to the emotional landscape of Time Is a Mother, sometimes to the point of recklessness. He fills the poem with vivid imagery: flying bullets, corpses, Wonder Bread dipped in condensed milk and the fermentation of fish. The succinct line arrangement and absence of full stops in poems such as Dear Rose force you to breathe heavy, as throughout this episodic poem Vuong talks tenderly to his dead mother about her journey as an immigrant from Vietnam to the US. There’s something about Vuong’s writing that demands all of your lungs. ![]()
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