Publisher: Hedgerow Books
Fred Pelka’s poems occupy poetry’s narrow window, where words say what they mean and surprise at the same time. A Different Blaze takes on love, the fragility of being, war, and time, sidestepping sentimentality—but not heart, mixing darkness with humor.
“Amazing, splendid! Andrea Stone’s anonymous protagonist—a mom who drops her tot (accidentally or murderously) from a bridge—displays the desperate sentiments of Plath, but also the frustration and alienation of Eliot’s Prufrock.” – George Elliott Clarke, Parliamentary Poet Laureate of Canada
Joshua Michael Stewart
“There’s a fearlessness in Joshua Michael Stewart’s collection Break Every String—tough, tightly written narratives and monologues about living poor with broken people (some of whom are your closest relatives) in hard times. —Tony Hoagland, author of Application for Release from the Dream and Donkey Gospel
Patricia Lee Lewis
High Lonesome is a pasture on a West Texas ranch, a state of being, an affecting personal mythology. Poet Patricia Lee Lewis writes, “Think how brambles catch her petticoats, hold them ‘til they tear, feed on blood….Say the old woman can find her way, can feel the thorns of walls,” and ”From her kneeling place between two great stones, she sends her voice.” These are poems of landscape and family, heart and perspective.
Little Terrarium, the title of this debut volume by former Orion poetry editor, Hannah Fries, refers to the body that holds the soul and the world that holds all creatures, from the complexity of human consciousness to the five pulsing hearts of night crawlers.
Like photogravures, the images of Murmur & Crush etch memory and landscape into indelible emotional content. The road, once, the fields, now, a boy, an afternoon, wings, horses, orchards, and ladders appear and disappear, woven into reoccurring motifs, always unexpected and elemental. These poems implicate the world broadly but depict it intimately. They exist in the past and present at once.
Anne Love Woodhull
Tuned to the instruments of dark… the gods in pieces around her, Anne Love Woodhull has given us a book to embrace when our own hours become uncertain. These poems pierce. Woodhull desires conflagration, not ceremony, wants more than reflection, an exploration of the interior dark, of how challenge is lived, of where fear fits.
Weaving the “Fourth World” of snails, ravens, and sloths with imagined worlds of our human fragility, our power to destroy and to love, D M Gordon’s poems bring us face to face with the divine. Nightly, at the Institute of the Possible is often allegorical, language-rich, and always illuminating.
This Caravaggio is best described by one of its early readers, Eleanor Wilner, author of Tourist in Hell: “Here everything is lit with the sensual.”