Strawberry Fields Forever: Amie Whittemore’s “Nest of Matches”

(Kindel Media)

Lilies/finch/flinches/nest/basil/hair/hat. I would swear before a jury that those are all legitimate off-rhymes, even if I were convicted of perjury for it. I wish that Shelley or Keats or Lorca or Miguel Hernández were alive so that I could pass this poem along to them.”

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Cosmic Comic Kvetching in Anthony Immergluck’s “The Worried Well”

“The grand Guignol exaggeration provides an excellent comic read, as we fail to take completely seriously his worrywart grandstanding. Chances are, we have known someone exactly like him, who upon greeting us, got straight to describing their various medical conditions, real and imagined in excruciating detail.”

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Midwestern Mice in Silk Kimonos: Yuki Tanaka’s “Chronicle of Drifting”

Copper Canyon Press

“[Yuki] Tanaka’s singular view, somewhat detached yet not lacking in compassion, soberly reckoning while allowing for flights of optimism, is, again, the product of the angle of vision of the flaneur, the stranger in town, the person who has seen it all but decides not to linger on individual premises too long.”

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Language for Throat and Tongue: Elise Paschen’s “Blood Wolf Moon”

(Carol VanHook/Wikimedia Commons)

“[Elise] Paschen’s writing give new meaning to the term ‘ethnopoetics,’ taking it outside the boundaries of ‘traditional societies,’ ‘the informant,’ and the outsider who goes in to record ‘pre-literate narratives.'”

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Haunted by the Sonnet: Erica Reid’s “Ghost Man on Second”

(Pedro Figueras)

“In [Erica] Reid’s Ghost Man on Second, the real ghost man floating through the pages is the sonnet.”

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The Speech of Herbs: Melissa Kwasny’s “The Cloud Path”

(Pixabay)

Yet what might in lesser hands become mere effusions is tempered with a wise, sometimes steely, sometimes self-abnegating, sometimes mournful contemplative voice that speaks of philosophical and personal concerns combined…”

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Still in the Holler

(Shane Kell)

If a stranger comes around, if he’s wise, he will keep to the road and announce his business soon, clearly and loudly, then you’ll see what’s what. You’re not against him, but you’re not automatically for him.”

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The Buster’s Hand: Sunni Brown Wilkinson’s “Rodeo”

Andrew Foster

“In her exquisitely physical Rodeo, Sunni Brown Wilkinson takes her place among those superb modernists, early and late and post, who recognize the combination of mutability and continuity across poetic epochs that is a key to lyric’s continuing strength and relevance…”

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God’s in the Weeds: Daneen Bergland’s “The Goodbye Kit”

(Flo Maderebner)

“Eve about to be cast out of the Garden kills as the mistress of straight-faced understatement. There is no fury, no rebuke, or if there is, it has not set in yet. Instead, we get rationalizing, looking on the bright side, and philosophical self-doubt.”

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Down at the Ecoplex

Dalan Moss

“Doom is there staring, everywhere/I go, like a brazen coyote/dead center of the road/half-starved so it doesn’t care anymore.”

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Sand, Ash, or Mud: Valerie Witte’s “A Rupture in the Interiors”

(Stanislav Kondratiev)

“As for most poets, [Valerie] Witte’s writing is intensely personal, whatever form it may take. No ‘experimental’ poet could be more candid and direct about her intention of ‘examining in a new way’ matters close to her heart.”

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Little Engines of Self: Joy Manesiotis’ “Revoke”

Airlie Press

“It is a remarkable feat of poetics to create epic sense out of the most micro of human materials.”

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Notes on Kitsch: Janice Harrington’s “Yard Show”

(Oscar Obians)

“As witness of this exaltation of the gaudy, the poet reclaims kitsch as a redemptive force, a vital stream of art, when it is mindfully connected to a set of local traditions, the heritage of a group that had to strive hard to find its native expression using the materials at hand.”

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How to Read Poetry

Marcelo Kato

“If I have become something of an expert reader of poems, it is in part because long ago, I learned to linger on the surface of things, rather than push past their specifics in order to arrive quickly at instant profundity.”

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The Dead Are Difficult: Jenny George’s “After Image”

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“The tone of After Image is simultaneously calm and feverish, as the bereaved one moves along a spectrum from numb to utterly passionate, up and down, yet never hysterical, never heaping ashes on her head.”

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