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This book puts on the table the work of the poet (and of the creator in general) in a convulsed world, in a time where indifference is not an option. Civil Poems explores Mexico's current affairs through poems that employ images and apocalyptic language to portray the profound national crisis it is suffering. Mexico's brutal reality seen through the gaze of a civil concern that will make you rethink your own reality.

Harold Jaffe is a master of the disembodied voice. These fictions-transgressive, political, dryly comic-are grounded in an ancient tradition, that of the speech of the storyteller. Interlocutors talk as if out of dark caves, and the result is a marvel of conversation that takes the reader to places somehow beyond the "real world, " only to comment, often searingly, upon its absurdities.

How much dexterity does a writer need to write a "story" in a single sentence? In their virtuosic collection, brevity masters Harold Jaffe and Tom Whalen, drawing from a host of injustices currently at play on our teetering earth, meet this challenge with a variety of formal strategies: prose poems, micro-fictions, creation myths, pensées, headlines, fables, fragments, quotations, and graffiti. With its nuanced, often antiphonal structure, rea...

Nina Zivancevic's SMRTi belongs to a hybrid genre of fictional poetics cum anthropological essays. These essays are somewhat included in a vast genre of travelogues but these journals are more akin to the explorations of Margaret Mead and Levi-Strauss who believed in the anthropology of the Big Other not the strictly geographical descriptions of the lands we visit.

Christmas 2014: the self is admitted and both self and sister are then discharged after the New Year. We follow the daily life of the psychiatric ward and experience everything from toilet visits, medication, meals, sexual desires to the longing for the outside world.

If "the realm of the personal and sexual has always been literary for men [...] and confessional for women, " as Lori Saint-Martin puts it, Marisa Crawford's Diary explodes the literary/confessional binary, pushing the limits of what it means to write a poem, a diary entry, a marketing copy block. A woman works, walks, and writes, traversing Midtown Manhattan on a lunch break from a corporate day job: like her predecessors Frank O'Hara and Cla...

Using "eye" instead of "I" is a way to hold the self loosely, to slip out of its insistence and let observations rise without, as Keats says, any irritable grasping. Bove writes with a quiet grace, whether he is speaking of childhood grief over a mother's drinking, or the sudden rapture of stepping out into the swirl of snow.

...she shows him her birds, birds with bowl-like bodies. he can't believe that she made them with just a Swiss Army knife. and he laughs when she throws him that line from The Winter's Tale-Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance. he buys the birds, saves her life. The Singing Bowl is the story of Rob Morgan-sculptor, liar, Shakespeare lover. She runs away from home as a teen, winds up in Manhattan in nascent Soho and h...

Sumitaku Kenshin, a free verse haiku poet, died tragically just before his 26th birthday. He left behind a small yet memorable body of work that consists of 281 haiku. This collection presents the entirety of his haiku in a new translation by noted poet Eric Hoffman.

Richard Martin's recent books from Spuyten Duyvil are Chapter & Verse, Ceremony of the Unknown, Goosebumps of Antimatter, and Techniques in the Neighborhood of Sleep. He is the author of a series of four chapbooks from Igneus Press: Hard Labor, Cosmic Sandbox, Sighting Icarus and Hobo Return. Individual poems from his books have been translated into Vietnamese, Chinese and Russian. Martin is a past recipient of a NEA Fellowship for Poetry, fou...

Jeffery Paine's poems, with their philosophical agitation, erotic intensities, and abject melancholy, are clearly from an eccentrically modern sensibility, but their formal music and haunting locutions equally seem born of the l9th century. Please turn immediately to the poem "Jahrzeit", a stunning elegy to Paine's father. It waits only a stanza to reach its heartbreaking direct address.

At once evanescent as life itself and beautifully precise, these are remarkably fluid pieces that have both the advantages of fiction and of prose poetry. They lull you, and then surprise you, moving subtly in unexpected directions.

To call Deborah Wood's Underneath The Occipital Bone poetry is to gravely do it an injustice of its literary brilliance. This is a book that defies the oppressive reality of genre. The writer reminds us why we choose to read in the first place, to love words, relish its sonic resonances and lose ourselves in the wonder of language.

A "reincarnation adventure" of the highest order, Goold shows the reader "how to distinguish where worlds meet, " with a deft musicality and earthly, sensory exactitude recalling Niedecker, Bishop, and Plath. Whether planting bulbs, caregiving, questioning consciousness and systems, or painting rain, this is a new pastoral with able footing both in late modern and postmodern idioms ("you don't need/ metaphor to see the animal that you are"), o...

Gellar-a reluctant scream queen whose oeuvre skews toward horror-and the traumas of her characters echo in the abuse, violence, and shame of the speaker's childhood and adolescence. Queer readers will innately understand this alchemy of fandom and pain, the way in which we come to understand "what is this world but bruises.

The lucid, tender poems in Ça Existe, Lauri Robertson's fifth collection from Spuyten Duyvil, continue to unfold as a series of musings that proceed, literally, from a tower in the Loire valley, the "Garden of France." From her new home, the poet as expatriate psychotherapist-in-retirement addresses the predicament of aging "Boomers" bearing witness to a brutally humanized but undying planet.

These are texts that take us into lived experience and allow us to know an enemy that can never be fully defeated. War, violence, abuse and most recently pandemic have made so many of us tragically familiar with PTSD. Yet Bohm's poems are also strangely hopeful. Their ability to involve the reader and then release him or her lies in the poet's attention to detail, to inner meaning and overall significance.

These are the poems we need in this human moment, at the sticky end of the pandemic. Goldman's transcendent vulnerability underscores how little we have, and how precious and resilient it is, after all.

Pritchett's poems manage a level of lyric statement that recalls both Rilke's Duino Elegies and the late poems of Robert Creeley, as the author asks, "May I ruin the poem's / promise with the promise / of another poem / the yet-to-come / forever shining / nickel sweet beyond / horizon's oblivion." Written under the sign of COVID and the attendant global violences related to a pandemic, Sunderland meditates in ardent, necessary, and ethical way...