Personification undertakes dreamlike journeys through crumbling
architecture and airless interiors, discovering anachronistic and
apocalyptic emblems among the commonplace particulars of modern day
life. Breaking open in order to reinhabit the language of Puritan
allegory and captivity narrative, these poems meditate on the
possibility of personhood generated by the constraints of luminous
unknowing, a form of captivity in which one is both bound and held rapt.
They proceed by way of detour, boredom's indirection, and astonished
pauses, endlessly seeking "the perfect thought / we slept frozen inside
/ yet could not see." Of Personification, Carl Phillips writes, "Here is
a strange and arresting vision, indeed."