Eve Grubin (#38) calls white space her favourite device and treats editing as cutting until silence does the saying. She points to a poem of hers that stops mid-sentence and leaves the gap. Set that beside Williams's wheelbarrow (#5): there the break splits a word, here the poem stops and the page finishes the thought.
Exercise: write a short poem of ten lines, then delete the last clause of the final sentence and leave the rest alone. Read it aloud and note what the reader now supplies.
By Raz Rotenberg, made with AI