Publisher's Synopsis
Poetry. It's all here: love, work, child. And the writing. Mainly the writing. It takes over all these other things and yet it is built out of all these things. This is how Elizabeth Block erases Elizabeth Block, as one poem claims. She does this automatically, animalistically, while wailing forward, gracefully and with improvisation.--Juliana Spahr
Elizabeth Block's poetry moves through those 'layers of noise' we all contend with and goes a long way toward conquering by absorbing them. Page by page, the intervals, apparent blanks and interruptions between word clusters, vibrate tellingly with each tabulation of event, the actuality in and of the words as Block arranges them. Here is urgency and nuance. The matter never gets figured out we want it to we think all day long on. Take time to read this magnetic book.--Bill Berkson
Elizabeth Block never forgets the past. No, she turns it, disturbs it, upsets it--creating a series of cascading images that make CELLULOID SALUTATIONS overflow with seething energy. These are slinky, evocative works that throw you everything but expect you to catch what you want. There's enough space here to drive a spaceship through, and Block is both pilot and stargazer, photographer and disappearing artist.--Davis Schneiderman
