Anne Tardos

← Back

The neutral tone I find in your recent work has a feeling of iron about it, but also the tenderness of angels and the clarity of fjords.

– John Olson

In counts of seven, Anne Tardos unfolds the poem to parabolic possibility, distilling all of the possible-impossible data pouring in from the universe to thrilling lines of time and light. Seven is the poet's number, its obdurate mystery opening the poem to asymmetric possibility. And the terrifying expanse of information and existence is thus made human scale—we can, through her shaped and shapely pieces, connect to what it is to speak and breathe in a simultaneous moment that may exist right now.

– Marcella Durand

I love the way she sticks to the point while also dispensing with it. Her references to the animal kingdom are welcome antidotes to the philosophical complexities she entertains.

– Kit Robinson

These poems seem to dwell in mystery, and wonder, and humor—with a kind of zeal for the vastness and complexities of our experiences as humans.

– Michael O’Driscoll