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I Love Information

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I Love Information, selected by Brian Teare as a winner of the 2022 National Poetry Series, is a sophisticated and cerebral examination of knowledge, belief, and which begets which.

Egret feathers. Pulverized chickpeas. A "faint but constant series of ovals and lines" that, remarkably, spell the name Penelope. "Nobody owns the meaning of these things," Courtney Bush writes, but this does not stop the poet from seeking, from "reading meaning in the garbage" and in the flowers growing there. What does she seek? Not facts. Instead, something transcendent and mysterious, knowledges that can only be unlocked through experimentation with language, with art.

In lieu of linear thought, Bush's poems operate under unique logic systems that grow and branch like vines, driven not only by the urge to learn but also by the need for connection—between people, things, stories. Her speakers make cognitive leaps with youthful credulity, eager and open. "It comes down to a few things," says one. "Vessels and bags / Every crude tool / Every day a friend to tell." And another: "I want to tell you what a sword is. / To want to tell you has been my entire life." They are explorers of the pathways between our outer and inner worlds, translators between what is and what could be.

Bush's reverence for the act of thought echoes that of a religious scholar gazing at the heavens. In order to learn, these poems suggest, we must believe the not-known is worth knowing. We must let belief hover around all parts of our lives, as a child does. "To have the idea of the secret chord is to have the secret chord," Bush writes. To learn, we must make believe.

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    • Publisher's Weekly

      Starred review from October 16, 2023
      The ecstatic second volume from Bush (Every Book Is About the Same Thing) wrestles with what a poem can do. “And everyone in your dreams is you/ So you never know the you you are/ And you’re the only one who does,” Bush writes in one of a series of poems titled “Katelyn,” whose winding, accumulative lines make it feel alive. The playfulness of these poems manifests as a seeking, associative voice roaming through the details it encounters: “Three angel Windsor/ Triple angel Lutz/ She found out there are only three kinds of ovens/ Sweaters finish drying on chairs/ What is there left to care about.” Though thoroughly contemporary, the poems move assuredly and timelessly in their nonlinear fashion, demonstrating how language travels through and between events. Bush makes addenda and corrections: “I painted Merritt Parkway/ Before that I invented permanent green/ Between the invention and the painting I popularized the color/ I redirected traffic and fixed everything.” These provocative and experimental poems delight.

    • Library Journal

      August 25, 2023

      In her second collection, a National Poetry Series winner, Bush (Every Book Is About the Same Thing) presents a grab-bag of subjects: family, literature, writing, love, and the death of a close friend. Too often, there's little feeling of depth or intimacy in the poems, with the topics changing in each new line so that it's hard to know what the poem is about: "Concerning the bartender Jef with one f/ It was like the Middle Ages and I was like the angel/ Talking to Molly who was trying to work." At times the reader feels caught in a web of pronouns: "And everyone in your dreams is you/ So you never know the you you are." Threading through the book are feelings of deep loss, but too often the emotion is scuttled by a quick switch to a domestic detail or a joke. In a collection of 26 poems, nine are titled "Katelyn"; after several readings this reviewer still had no sense of the subject, only of the writer's deep bond with her. Occasionally, there are witty lines, but most lack music. VERDICT Stringing together random-declarative sentences without periods, some seemingly related and others not, does not make for good poetry. Not recommended.--Doris Jean Lynch

      Copyright 2023 Library Journal, LLC Used with permission.

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