"Waste makes haste. I hurry to the dump," Mark Strand writes in The Sargentville Notebook, an unclassifiable work probing the border between poetry and prose, philosophical speculation and standup comedy. But there was nothing wasted in the writings of the former Poet Laureate who passed away on Saturday, at the age of eighty, no sense of hurry in his varied attempts to record his explorations of the void, in a crystalline language that will endure. He was a patient craftsman, who once said that...
"Waste makes haste. I hurry to the dump," Mark Strand writes in The Sargentville Notebook, an unclassifiable work probing the border between poetry and prose, philosophical speculation and standup comedy. But there was nothing wasted in the writings of the former Poet Laureate who passed away on Saturday, at the age of eighty, no sense of hurry in his varied attempts to record his explorations of the void, in a crystalline language that will endure. He was a patient craftsman, who once said that...
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