In the wilds of central Jersey with its cloverleafs and "jug-ears," I heard more than one GPS-siren repeat the call "Recalculating... recalculating...." The L-A-N-G-U-A-G-E poet Charles Bernstein's latest collection pairs this mot du jour with a painting by frequent collaborator Susan Bee. The dedication to the couple's daughter, Emma Bee Bernstein, is lovely:
The road tells you what to do. Throw on some shades;
pump up the radio, put your hands on the wheel.
Retrace your route in reflection, but look only as far
as the blur of passing yellow lines to see the present.
Race your future to the finish line.
(In December 2012, Emma Bee Bernstein committed suicide in Venice. She was 23.)
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