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THE PROSE POEM IS STILL IN MANY WAYS UNKNOWN TERRITORY

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I have recently discovered the fascinating poetry of the Norwegian poet Dag T. Straumsvåg, author of A Bumpy Ride to the Slaughterhouse and The Lure-Maker from Posio.  It is such a pleasure to welcome Dag and thank him for generously agreeing to answer a few questions... 
Dear Dag, reading your work I had the feeling that your poems oscillate between painting and poetry—how do they appear to you as you create them?
I like to start a new poem with something ordinary, something familiar, a man eating breakfast in his kitchen, for instance—and then give it a nudge. Suddenly the man is mystified, confused, trapped in something he doesn't know what is. What happens now? At this point I am as confused as he is, I don’t know where the poem is going. It is my favorite part of the writing process. Anything can happen, and you think that you may be able to lift this ordinary scene into something extraordinary. A moment later the poem usually collapses in front of my eyes, of course. On the fe…