In this collection of personal, verse dedications, Eliot Cardinaux’s writing is by turns abstract and detailed, concrete in its discretion. Some of these poems are meant to wind up, leaving a blow felt long after the poet is done speaking, while retaining a sense of depth within the realm of silence.
“Galileo,” a dedication to the violist Mat Maneri, from Eliot Cardinaux’s chapbook Mouth Like Straw, The Hand Half-Blind