Poem Reading: "The Engine of Eternity that Surrounds Me," by Tseveendorjin Oidov

Working as a literary critic, oftentimes I find myself overly heady about trying to understand the poetics of something. The scholarly connections or the poetic lineage, naming the aesthetic within some canonical tradition or defining the metrical forms to understand sonic quality.

In reality, sometimes you like a poem because the words just seem to click when you read them. This poem begins, “Desire is a planet, / and I am contained by longing,” which is such a lovely declaration that I uttered it aloud.

So, I share with you. What planet is your desire?

The poem "The Engine of Eternity That Surrounds Me" by Tseveendorjin Oidov

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