language the blowhole
starts here
start stopping
heck of a dive and mast under
every mizzen mild day
crow’s nest to sea shore
cowrie shell commerce
conversations of necks
iron to jugular / such dead heavy load
bear down these century
while some pure poet’s
pure reason
leaves the whole world


Jane Sprague’s poem in 4SQ 1.6 is missing its final word. She explains, “This oversight distorts the rhythm and meaning of the entire piece… This poem is also a critique of the titular book: without the final line the critique makes no sense.”

I’m very sorry about that. Here is the poem in its entirety.


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