A Season for Myself

The eminent poet and critic, Michael Heller writes, "Gavronsky is a poet of receptivity, of impingements and of on-the-spot awareness. Our engarbled languages seem to fall into his pages like sub-atomic particles arriving from the cosmos of daily speech, from our data-driven and pre-encoded worlds. Linked or unlinked--and often one can't tell-- the lines lead away from the romancings and pleasing pastorals that make up our typical poetic fictions. His language is often gnomic, '. ....
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The eminent poet and critic, Michael Heller writes, "Gavronsky is a poet of receptivity, of impingements and of on-the-spot awareness. Our engarbled languages seem to fall into his pages like sub-atomic particles arriving from the cosmos of daily speech, from our data-driven and pre-encoded worlds. Linked or unlinked--and often one can't tell-- the lines lead away from the romancings and pleasing pastorals that make up our typical poetic fictions. His language is often gnomic, '. . . with the self bombarded by all sorts of incommensurables and contradictions that Gavronsky yokes together into a strange coherence aided and abetted by the human desire to make wholes out of fragments.'"