Frank Stanford. What About This: Collected Poems. Copper Canyon Press.
Frank Staford. Hidden Water. Third Man Books.
It’s time. It’s just time.
Mary Jo Bang. The Last Two Seconds. Graywolf.
Clarifying. For us too.
Rusty Morrison. Beyond the Chainlink. Ahsahta.
Strong stuff. Chain-linked to our once-upon-a-time world.
Broc Rossell. Festival. Cleveland State Poetry Center.
Scrap-wire perfectivity.
Sarah Mangold. Electrical Theories of Femininity. Black Radish Books.
I don’t know. I don’t know her. Did Fairfield Porter die walking his dog. I don’t know. But this is the second time I’ve been “drug” in. “Beauty is inevitable. Salvation is totalizing but salvage is pulled and put back into your heart.” I can’t even find those lines now.
Raúl Zurita. The Country of Planks / El País de Tablas. Daniel Borzutzky (trans). Action Books.
A hedgehog as he refers to himself. One idea. One idea all the way through.
Nathaniel Mackey. Blue Fasa. New Directions.
He does what he does and no one else does.
Joyelle McSweeney. Dead Youth, or, The Leaks. Litmus Press.
Okay, it’s a play, she does the police in different voices. Not quite 2015. If she’s crazy, I’m going with.
C. Violet Eaton. Some Habits. OmniDawn.
This is something else. This is a kind of different I’ve been dreaming about.