New Jersey poets don't fare well---there is something inauthentic about Mark Doty's poem, and does anyone else find C.K. Williams' piece to be almost unreadable? And that his overwroughtness ["So we raised even more walls!" spake Zarathustra] is made silly-looking by Vera Pavlova's understated, almost flip tone directly beneath?--but Europe does. As we all know, literature is about endlessly comparing and ranking writers and their works in terms of object greatness, so I am going to go ahead and say that my favorite is "The Missing Language," followed by "Rememberance of a Yugoslav."
The whole project is for nought, though. The best poem about the Berlin Wall was written 50 years before the wall's construction. Something there is that doesn't love histrionic poetry...
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,