Rick Barot

Moving the Bones Rick Barot

A vulnerable and honest collection of poems exploring lineage, love, and the pandemic, from one of the most acclaimed poets of his generation. âYou are told to believe in one paradise / and then there is the paradise you come to know,â begins Rick Barot. What follows is an account of the rich and thorny valley between those poles.

Moving the Bones dwells in liminal spacesâof love and memory, the pandemicâs singular domesticity, a serene cemetery of ancestral plots, dawn. In precise and tender verse, Barot captures the particularities of being in the middle of oneâs life, reflecting on the joys and sorrows of the past and confronting the inevitabilities that lie ahead. For Barot, this presence of mind is an art of being lost in thought.

âMy mind has a slow metabolism, it is slow / to understand what anything means,â he confides, âbut understands that if you look at something / long enough, it will have something / to say to you.â Appreciating a Rembrandt, standing in a Goodwill, watching a boy with a flower behind his earâwe encounter ephemeral murmurs of meaning everywhere, but only by slowing down, listening. If we take time to notice the enduring insights of daily moments, if we praise cherry blossoms, lungs, and crying, we might find it easier to bear the loss of a loved one, the sting of solitude, the bodyâs decline. By laying bare his own experiences, Barot brings us close enough to witness the lyrical work of consciousness.

Patient and attentive, this collection illuminates the everyday and invites us to find pleasure in doing the same, at every stage of life.