Surrounded by Friends
In his latest book, Surrounded by Friends, Matthew Rohrer goes beyond befriending the dead to converse and collaborate with them.
In his latest book, Surrounded by Friends, Matthew Rohrer goes beyond befriending the dead to converse and collaborate with them.
This isn’t a poet who wishes to scratch the surface but to “scratch into” and “hollow out” his observations….Through their willful disorientation and abnegation of “selfregard,” through their preference for “palsy courage” and staying “out in the ampersand,” Eaton’s poems “acquire the decency of ordinary experience”
On our hike between Thira / and Oia, the gods sit at our backs / and cover our bare shoulders in light.
I told myself, I want this, until I wanted it. And sometimes / my back lined up to the wall, and the wall loved me.
Across the East River he listened / that morning to music loosening / itself from the plastic backing.
Peter Balakian explores the relationship between the lyric and larger social movements, envisioning poetry as “aesthetic imagination [that] shadows history, shadows human experience, casts its own kind of illumination, often unromantic, sober, shadow-like in its truths.”
Art in the Age of the Adjunct In all the debate around the proliferation of MFA programs in the United States, one topic that seems particularly inducing of delirium tremens in most young writers (and likely many of their parents) is that of jobs. There is nothing wrong with the creation of thousands of “professional” […]
Michael Farrell’s 2015 collection, Cocky’s Joy, is ambidextrous, its right hand painting comic tableaux, and its left rendering cool judgments. Farrell is often described as one of Australia’s leading experimental poets. “Experimental” in American work has recently tended toward the conceptual, polemical, and grotesque. Farrell’s experiment is one in bluff intelligence and sparkling, offhand wit. […]
In Martha Silano’s stunning fourth collection of poems, readers will encounter “velvety soup,” “60,000 eggs,” and “the big bang,” the end result being poems that are as wildly imaginative as they are diverse in their subject matter.
The possibilities [Johnston] envisions for our contemporary times are far more than we deserve.