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Valery Oisteanu took the Lower East Side to Morocco in this color-suffused book and brought it back still redolent and alive, something we need badly as the glass walls of the evil corporate prison squeeze the life out of us. Take this book with you just in case you run into Satan." Andrei Codrescu, author of No Time Like Now: New Poems

In Shades & Graces, Salcman tells us early on that “Every intern knows it doesn’t matter how long an incision is, just how wide,” and in this accurate and marvelous detail provides a metaphor for the way a surgeon’s suturing provides a signature, “closed but open like a grave,” that “even God can’t erase.” In poem after poem, Salcman’s signature—the stitched lines of his verse—are characterized by verve, clarity, and formal finesse, and as such they attempt to heal the various and vexing wounds of experience.   —Michael Collier, former poet laureate of Maryland, director of the Bread Loaf Writers╩╝ Conference, Professor of English at the University of Maryland and author of “My Bishop and Other Poems.”

In this highly individuated and dignified book, every kind of separation is spoken as synaesthesia.  Verbal, sensual, spiritual “derangements” divide up the page between them and make mildly glorious a mourning.    Sharon Thesen

The Accident is a fragmentary, lyric thing. Not a story. Not a record. An account—provisional and subject to revision. It is a reckoning with the ways language and narrative fail to make sense of the recursive slippages of loss.

Lee Slonimsky's unique talents-a lyric voice, an affinity for mathematics and science, a playful way with language, and a passion for the natural world-combine with kaleidoscopic beauty in his new book of poems. Tibbetts Brook Park, 1953 is rich with small, precise observation about the larger world while highlighting a number of recurring obsessions-dragonflies, gnats, birds, and chicory-including a stunning sequence of sonnet-based poems about the life of Pythagoras. Slonimsky has a deft touch with rhyme and meter and a deep thirst for answers: "Where else did petal numbers come from? (Seventeen or eighteen, twenty-one; erratic but specific, mostly prime)". This is an unexpected and revelatory book from an exceptionally gifted poet. Liza Bennett, author of Bleeding Heart

"Yuri Vynnychuk is one of the most popular writers of Ukraine. His works are hotly debated and awarded many prizes. It's great that the cult author of Lviv can now cast a spell over German-speaking readers as well." Yuri Andrukhovych (Ukraine)

"Ezekiel Black's Letters from the Junta explores the intricacies of suffering and hope, with a sparse and concise language that elucidates politics, art, war, and the intersections of our humanity."-John Gosslee

This stunningly singular-indeed all but unclassifiable-work is neither simply an elegy for the poet and philosopher Michel Deguy's wife of forty years nor simply a work of mourning. There is almost nothing here, in Deguy's sharp poetic prose and philosophical ruminations, of emotion recounted in tranquility. Rather, these often astonishing pages etch the jagged edges of anguish experienced in the immediate aftermath of the profoundly affecting death of one's beloved. In these fragments written from deep within the solitude of mourning, the entire horizon of life and love shudders and falls prey to the erosion of meaning caused by the interruption of death. Here memories and intimate details from forty years of shared life lend urgency to philosophical exegesis and analysis, carried out in dialogue with his own work and with the tradition. Memories send him rummaging through his books, excavating his oeuvre for traces of a presence now marked by absence. And his attentiveness to life and language sends him into the traditions of poetry and thought that have informed his work for decades, from Homer and Heraclitus to Heidegger, Baudelaire, Blanchot, Derrida, and Nancy. Robert Harvey's accurate and astute translation and notes are always attentive to Deguy's allusiveness and linguistic invention. Stuart Kendall