the tu fu look

There’s a great passage from p.126 of Bill Porter/Red Pine’s
new book, FINDING THEM GONE: VISITING CHINA’S
POETS OF THE PAST, that perfectly illustrates what I was
trying to do with A FLUTTER OF BIRDS PASSING
THROUGH HEAVEN.
Porter describes a collection of Tu Fu,
“This was how poems were meant to be read: big type,
lots of space, room to let the eye and the mind roam, an
ink-black landscape appearing out of the mist then
disappearing into the mind transformed.”