The Philosopher Savant Crosses the River

In ÒThe Philosopher Savant Crosses the River, Ó Rustin Larson now winds his words several notches closer to a phantom sense of the certainties we once thought we could assume Ñ the way life promised a few solid things, perhaps Òthe purpose of life, Ó which now seems sold door to door as Òan abrupt change, Ó if anything.Ê Words in their ordinary sense have been released from those customary connections, and often seem spoken from a place of floating far below meaningÕs surface, as if a sedimentia abounding in the reasoning of tea leaves or some other structure of correspondence beyond our normal grasp were sending messages to the surface of the page.ÊÑ Audrey Bohanan