Dana Roeser’s All Transparent Things Need Thundershirts, Reviewed by Joseph Hutchison

Dana Roeser All Transparent Things Need Thundershirts Two Sylvias Press Reviewer: Joseph Hutchison Dana Roeser’s first book won the Juniper Prize from University of Massachusetts Press, and her next two collections won Samuel French Morse Poetry Prizes from Northeastern University Press. This kind of success raises expectations for her fourth collection All Transparent Things Need […]

Shawn Pavey’s Survival Tips for the Pending Apocalypse, Reviewed by Brian Fanelli

Shawn Pavey Survival Tips for the Pending Apocalypse: New and Selected Poems Spartan Press Reviewer: Brian Fanelli Since the economic crash of 2009, there have been countless stories about the struggles that Americans face to pay their bills and the numerous jobs they must work to survive. There have been manifestos about student debt, the […]

Tim Suermondt’s Josephine Baker Swimming Pool, Reviewed by Ann Wehrman

Tim Suermondt Josephine Baker Swimming Pool MadHat Press Reviewer: Ann Wehrman Although much of North America still struggles with forbidding cold and ice-bound sidewalks, on the West Coast, where this review is being written, spring arrived in February this year. Ridiculously early, flowers budded, ornamental trees filled the air with white blossoms like confetti, and […]

klipschutz’s Premeditations, Reviewed by Lee Rossi

klipschutz Premeditations Hoot ‘n’ Waddle Reviewer: Lee Rossi A literary history for our time, klipschutz’s Premeditations provides one man’s overview of American poetry—the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly—from Whitman and Dickinson to the near present. According to the foreword, klipschutz’s love affair with literature began as a young teenager stoned and languishing in Indio, […]

Jane Ormerod – carnival

carnival look what we have here      and watch because of light      floating wood      a carcass      this wooden boozer or director of river mud      river meat it’s ours in an inkling we insist on trying      the thrill of departing train finger on wet plaster      it’s time      our eyes      keys and across      the hall      a private bathroom      […]