Comments for Leah Umansky - Poetry Blog

Comment on Anti-Ode to Pickles by andreakbeltran

andreakbeltran — Tue, 07 May 2013 03:05:41 +0000

I like the idea of an anti-ode.

Comment on NEWS by andreakbeltran

andreakbeltran — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 14:04:46 +0000

Really enjoyed A Response to the World as We Know It. Thank you.

Comment on Happy April and Happy National Poetry Month by andreakbeltran

andreakbeltran — Mon, 01 Apr 2013 12:14:39 +0000

Same to you, Leah!

Comment on Poem in Which the I is Silent by Xan L. Roberti

Xan L. Roberti — Sat, 16 Mar 2013 20:06:25 +0000

Love the repetition here, the title, and oddly, the ending. Merci mon cherie!

Comment on my books have arrived! by xanroberti

xanroberti — Tue, 20 Nov 2012 04:24:10 +0000

Congrats Leah! You absolutely deserve this!

Comment on Grief by allofthemwitches

allofthemwitches — Wed, 11 Jul 2012 14:07:59 +0000

Great flashes of wit and sharp reversals/turns near the end of each segment–they make me think of sonnets in prose-poem form.

Comment on Notice the Reference to Them Never Appears by “Either you dress for the music or the occasion”: The Complex and Challenging Poetry of Leah Umansky | Vol. 1 Brooklyn

Wed, 25 Apr 2012 14:51:51 +0000

[...] While she began with writing more traditional narrative poetry, Umansky has largely moved into the realm of experimental poetry, a sticky label, but one that connotes a playful willingness to tackle not only unprecedented content, but new and amalgamated forms. Umansky’s recent poems: dense, intelligent, and allusive, require a sacrifice of time to wade through the ambiguities and secrets of her poems, but they always reward you for the required effort. In terms of form, Umansky, in the manner of the forerunner, E.E. Cummings, uses space, brilliantly. Many of her poems tackle the complex intersection between art, identity and technology, and in that vein, many of her poems mimic the total noise of contemporary life. Consequently, reading Umansky’s poems feel like a heady rush into a world of evocative words thrown at you, bombarded by the never ending choir of discordant voices, only to end with an ample gap between the words that most often provides a space to breathe, a meditative silence between the words that reclaims the world from the speed of information. (See her poem, Notice the Reference to Them Never Appears.) [...]

Comment on This Time by Nin Andrews

Nin Andrews — Sun, 04 Dec 2011 12:58:08 +0000

Here’s a LIKE

Comment on Girls by Telen

Telen — Tue, 04 Oct 2011 23:00:26 +0000

i liketh

Comment on Modern-Like by allofthemwitches

allofthemwitches — Tue, 06 Sep 2011 23:53:15 +0000

wow! love “just pure derailment from the world.”