Glass Is Really a Liquid
"Material (as in’ concrete’: glassine -- O liquid!) but abstract, say Miro in dialogue with Picasso. That is they’re pretty painterly, the poems, with images that flow past... More > one changing into words . . . pixels . . . serifs. Domestic, lyric, amorous -- well why not? “Cracked, however, like the liberty bell.” One can actually read them and be there, just reading, seeing (like you’re really there, really really there. You get to stay yourself.) Steinlike (as in glasses), stained. Stunning. His best book yet."
--Alice Notley< Less
Hough & Helix & Where & Here & You, You, You
Do we slight desire when we say crush? No, Lea Graham seems to answer, we praise it. Less like a reservoir of recollection than a synaptic centrifuge, Hough & Helix spins and strains the blood... More > rush of our days and words until all that remains is their compacted essential elemental charge—the poems flash and flirt on the page, surging like the “million tiny lightening storms” within us. In playfully fresh language and crisp images, this speaker collapses time and space, elegy and ode, as Latinate diction beds down with slang. A raw sexuality and emotion—think Brando and Elvis and The Venus of Willendorf—haunt the collection the way Wayne C. Booth haunts The Craft of Research.
—Kathleen Graber< Less
Hilarity in the vault! A man without a face and an ever-shifting position on things: sheer terror and comedy follow "where everywhere, divides."
-- Fanny Howe
"To read Karl... More > Parker's poems is to revel in the tremendous reach of a mind that, more than any other I've read (more than John Clare, more than Khlebnikov or Kharms or Huerta) can render me awed at the realization that we, each of us, has a person inside our skins with us. Parker enacts this phenomelogical remembering with such a wit and lyricism, and such a grief, that I believe him likely one of the smartest, saddest, funniest writers alive. He is without doubt one of my favorite writers. I have been following his work for years. And so will people for years to come."
-- Gabriel Gudding< Less
Reb Livingston (hymnographer, crier of laments, wry chronicler of blockages, seepages and Thingamabobs) combs the spiritual runes, tunes and ruined stockings that remain after traffic between the... More > sexes. God Damsel is a fractured, fractious and funny allegory which just might get biblical on your ass. Check it out.
–Tom Beckett< Less