Poet Barbara Guest (1920-2006) has died (on Wednesday, I believe). I don't have any more details than that (but there are more links over at wood s lot). When I do, I'll update this post - what we do have is a nice appreciation of Guest by Ron Silliman. (Guest's most recent book was the lovely Red Gaze [Wesleyan University Press].)

Pierre reproduces the verse, below, from Biography:

A single seeming blinded object
    a sentence    a voice
          the throat
then the rushing. Sound rushing
away from its disability
there's a note selective.

Passage without a pen
through the hurricane
  whorl    shell    Shade

Fictions dressed like water.

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