Chad Sweeney

In "AN ARCHITECTURE," Chad Sweeney reveals himself to be a Frank Gehry of language: making an overwhelming but coherent form in precise words that measure "the violet gleam of girders." where "art is/the ghost between us." The world swells with meaning before things "smolder," "collapse," "drown". . . .   And within the violent changes that he so precisely records, there are moments of rest and deep regard for what is passing.   The poem is an elegy for the world in all its beauty and disturbing variety. --Maxine Chernoff