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| Dead Languages (2008, by Clint McCown) |
The poems of Clint McCown are, at once, droll and heartbreaking, as he tilts with the mortal surprises that foil even the most modest plans. His language is grounded in the everyday yet has a philosophical penchant -- the uneasiness that lies down at night with us and wakes with us in the beautiful morning and that is, in McCown's deft hands, our eager, if unwanted friend. -- Baron Wormser |
| The Light at the Edge of Everything (2008, by Lisa Zimmerman) |
Time and again Lisa Zimmerman gives us exquisite lyrics, of a girl child growing, of a mother watching, of the violation that brushes against us, of the love that disturbs even as we survive this enterprise of living. This is a brave and lovely book of poems. -- Meena Alexander |
| Night Diver (2008, by Bucky McMahon) |
![]() Reading Night Diver is the literary equivalent of having sex for the first time: frightening, blissful, transcendent, addictive, bejeweled with flashpoints of experience never to be forgotten. For my money, Bucky McMahon is the greatest -- also the most underappreciated, underrated and overlooked -- adventure travel writer working today, and one of the best on the team in that long scrimmage of yesterdays. Think of the spawn of weird marriages -- Sir Richard Burton and Barry Hannah; Twain and Krakauer--and you'll begin to get a fix on McMahon, a master essayist and luminous spokesman for the ineffable metaphysical moment lurking at the vortex of knee-buckling danger and heart-stopping fun. -- Bob Shacochis |
| Unraveling the Bed (2008/Van K. Brock Florida Poetry Series, by Mia Leonin) |
![]() In Unraveling the Bed, Mia Leonin invents a remarkably specific and vertiginous world of veils and magic, blood and azul thinning to translucent, a frightening and tender portrait of a woman who is sometimes barely breathing and, at other times, rising fully into her opaque human self. What is most remarkable to me in these poems is Leonin's craft -- language that is mouth-wateringly rich, whether in line-breaks or prose -- and the way the poems seem to paint themselves before the eyes. I am grateful for this feast of words and for the enormous spirit behind them, and for the complex stories that changed me as I read. To quote Rukeyser... there is an exchange here in which our lives are met, and created. Mia Leonin offers us a work that raises and transforms energy from a deep, wise, and holy place. -- Maureen Seaton, author of Venus Examines Her Breast |
| My Last Door (2007, by Wendy Bishop) |
![]() Love, sex, marriage, children, birds, animals, the moon and stars, books, history, myth, life, life, life. These are what the reader finds in this abundant book -- but more, so much more that one feels these poems accrue to the sum of a life, a life lived with absolute attention and fierce presence. Nothing is left out. We range from Bismarck, North Dakota to Heraklion; we suffer the plagues of Biblical Egypt, and we dream of apple pie before a kitchen stove in winter. The scope here, both in formal and open verse, is astonishing. We are fabulous beasts, Bishop declares. And she is the fabulist who ranges far and wide over the earth. This is Bishop's Last Door. She has walked bravely through it, and -- how lucky for us -- she has left it open to her vast and compelling world. -- Frank X. Gaspar |
| The View from Zero Bridge (2007/Levine Prize in Poetry, by Lynn Aarti Chandhok) |
It's the rich physicality of these poems that draws me to them, and it's their large reach that keeps me coming back. This is a poetry that embraces the problem of distance -- geographical, chronological, religious, cultural -- and the book gathers quiet force as it weaves between worlds as seemingly distant as Kashmir and Brooklyn, childhood and parenthood, sensuality and intellect, science and tradition. It's a delight to read a new book of poems that not only sings with a beautiful voice, but sings with remarkable wisdom, and sings to the heart. -- Contest judge Corrinne Clegg Hales |
| Yellow Jackets (2007, by Patti White) |
![]() Patti White's new book, Yellow Jackets, is wildly ventriloquistic. Where else would you find sumo wrestlers, Izzy the cat, King Louis the Child, Jimmy Hoffa, the residents of Thicketty, South Carolina, couples at their burnt-out ends, and yellow jackets in one collection? All empathetically expressed, and without a single repeat. If you're bored with books about what the poet ate for breakfast, this one, with its refreshing lack of ego and its generously associated images is surely worth a look. -- Lola Haskins |
| Uh Oh Time (2007/Anhinga Prize for Poetry, by Kenneth Hart) |
![]() Mark Jarman selected Kenneth Hart, of Long Valley, NJ, as the winner of the 2007 Anhinga Prize. His book is titled Uh Oh Time. More information will be available here soon, including reviews, sample poems, and purchasing information. Uh Oh Time will be published in 2008. |
| Arranging the Blaze (2009, by Chad Sweeney) |
The poetry of Chad Sweeney is exuberant, imagistic, and prophetic. It locates a "critical moment" of the ineffable that would be inexpressible, had it not been so beautifully expressed: "the last hawk in the net of his eye." Prophetic means of the world -- "the median burns with oleander from Miami to LA" and "the beer tastes of uranium" -- but also touched by the marvelous ("the fire is folded inside its wood"). This is a poetry of awakening, of coming into knowledge. We are near the beginning and the end, but in a curiously real place where you can hear the white teeth of a bull pull at the grass. -- Paul Hoover |
| Blood Writing (2009, by Sean Sexton) |
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| The Other (2009, by Robert Dana) |
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