Meet…Cliff Brooks: The Last Ancients (Part II of VI)

I “met” Cliff Brooks back in June 2013 after scouring back issues of CxP…

Poetry that clicked, email brief,

Concise

Strip the geranium to

one petal.

Shave words to their marrow.

The meaning will last.

It’s a matter of

justified nudity.

-Cliff Brooks

And in that first email, Cliff was nothing but support—simply offering it.

From our many phone conversations since, I’m always catching him in the middle of things: an epiphany, heading out the door for a reading, organizing a collective, a no-bullshit rant, and uh, someone’s at the door now. . .”The desk is a strange friend,” indeed, as poets take snapshots of their lives.

I know a brother in Jasper who’s breathing in moments. Meet Cliff Brooks.

Publication Notes:  Cliff’s book The Draw of Broken Eyes & Whirling Metaphysics, has been nominated for 2 Pushcarts, Pulitzer in Poetry, and Georgia Author of the Year.

COMING SOON: Meet…Isaac Kirkman: The Last Ancients (Part III of VI)