Magenta Soul WhipLisa Robertson Lisa Robertson writes poems that mine the past its ideas, its personages, its syntax to construct a lexicon of the future. Her poems both court and cuckold subjectivity by unmasking its fundament of sex and hesitancy, the coil of doubt in its certitude. Reading her laments and utopias, we realise that language whiplike casts ahead of itself a fortuitous form. The form brims here pleasurably with dogs, movie stars, broths, painting's