The buzzard poet.
Transtromer seems to hang over [Sweden's] landscape with a gimlet eye that sees the world with an almost mystical precision. A view that first appeared open and featureless now holds an anxiety of detail; the voice that first sounded spare and simple now seems subtle, shrewd, and thrillingly intimate. There is a profoundly spiritual element in Transtromer's vision, though not a conventionally, religious one. He is interest ed in polarities and how we respond, as humans, to finding ourselves at pivotal points, at the fulcrum of a moment.
--ROBIN ROBERTSON, translator of 2011 Nobel Prize-winning poet Tomas Transtromer, in The New York Review of Books (Nov. 10, 2011)
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|Title Annotation:||EXCERPT; Tomas Transtromer|
|Publication:||The Wilson Quarterly|
|Article Type:||Brief article|
|Date:||Jan 1, 2012|
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