Perhaps This Is a Rescue Fantasy

Poetry. " Heather Fuller's lines are 'moves' being made, as if in her peripheral vision where everything's happening . Her 'moves' are in this periphery 'on their own': 'I saw Graceland in the narrow of a morning.' The poems start out before we read them; or as if simultaneous, to one side of us - 'I watch for entering words/ never running away but into Out.' One has the sense of the reader being the speaker who at once does not know, hasn't pre-formed, what is being said (and what is going to be). The writing is 'the cut and joining when you are speaker and not knowing'" - Leslie Scalapino.