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Gary Beaumier's poems present crystal clear but novel new images - images that are so refined and honed they feel like long-absent and newly discovered friends - instantly recognizable and welcomed with amazement and love. The poems are a beautiful, soft flow of line and language emerging like a rill discovered in the obscurity of some literary, linguistic woodland. This is deeply compassionate and emotional poetry that never-the-less eschews sentimentality. - Henry Stanton, Publisher, Uncollected Press The poet manages to bare his soul in the perfect distillation of words - this is the work of Gary Beaumier. Raw, heartfelt, and aching with all the messiness and longing of life. - Mary Boyle, Managing Editor of Ozaukee Living Local In these poems present, past, and even future coexist, death and life two sides of a coin. Beaumier deftly conjures--and honors--memory as a landscape where endless discovery beckons, where sanctuary may be found. - Virginia Small, Poet & Author ofGreat Gardens of the Berkshires

These poems hit where it hurts and score when it counts. The guy writes like an angel with its hair on fire. End of story.- John Yamrus, Author of nearly 40 books, the latest being Twenty Four Poems. Driving the Lost Highway goes from a rainy day cup of coffee and a purring catto a short suicide note, lonely men with stuffed unicorns for pets, then Christmas ghost memories with gone on family members, and includes more love than Hallmark could ever market. The poems read like daily prayers and ransom notes for missing hearts. They cheer for the most hopeless and forgotten underdogs and know that it's never about keeping score. They eschew anything mainstream, cookie cutter, or poems about wrens and snowy egrets, unless they're dying a day at a time, just like we are. Jeff Weddle's poems pack BAM!-POW!-metaphors, and this collection stands amongst the best poetry published this year. Dan Denton, union autoworker, poet and novelist These are cerebral poems that roll off the tongue and leave you smiling. Celebratory and castigatory, honest work. A delight to read. - Bree of Green Panda Press

The poems in Kris Falcon's some blue, a little spur function like a map of dark watercolors, where the speaker is building a way through a space-time collage. "You say there is nothing there. I see a lake...// I see how I am to depart." The pathfinding work of Falcon is grounded in logic, and the surreal nature of reality holds the reader in shared experience, for instance of being in lockdown, "We are stepping out after 36 weeks of showering / at sundown." Falcon carries us across a landscape where, "Any piece of fabric can look like / a body after a storm" and asks that we accept the lack of certainty, the fact that "Nobody understands you and your map / shaped like an infected tree." This collection holds both our felt experience of not having the answers, and requires our acknowledgement of how that "muscles what heals." - Amelia Martens, author of The Spoons in the Grass are There to Dig a Moat

With fire and wisdom, poignancy and tenderness, Robert Eugene Rubino's poetry in Douglas KO's Tyson explores legends and underdogs on big stages and in living rooms, on an expressway and over a checkerboard at a nursing home. Rubino's superb craft, narrative strokes and smooth style have created a powerful collection of poems that illuminate, explore, and touch the heart.- Guy Biederman, author of Nova Nights (Nomadic Press, 2021)

Donovan Hufnagle has assembled a careful poetic ethnography of tattooed bodies and the stories that they tell. Just as the tattoo inscribes meaning on the body, this book elegantly reveals the stories that only the body can tell. It is a book that connects tattoo adorned bodies to a profound human truth: we are each other's mirrors, and the artful inscriptions of our bodies connect us to each other in ways that transcend political and social divides. This is an urgent book that does what only the best poetry can do; it opens spaces for conversation, connection, and healing.-Kristin Prevallet, author of "I, Afterlife: Essay in Mourning Time".

Chronicles of Cosmic Chaos: In The Fourth Dimension continues Sophia Falco's poetic and psychic-spiritual quest to represent, figure forth, and express altered states of affect and moods of embodied-disembodied being. She goes on crossing slings and arrows of "cosmic chaos" as entrance into trances, tropes, and traces of a "fourth dimension." In this her third book, the forms have become more compressed, adjudications of meaning more secure as line, stanza, form. Sophia is on a poetic journey and takes the reader into the sacred heart of bipolar transformation and migration: herein younger self, future self, and present self collide and collude into a plot of survivance, radiance, love, and life wisdom. -Rob Sean Wilson, author of When the Nikita Moon Rose and Waking in Seoul"Sophia Falco's poems are luminous, rich paths of acceptance. Generous in their attention to detail, they are transformative in their celebrations of the local, the neighbor, the details that make each person unique."-Juliana Spahr, author of This Connection of Everyone with LungsThe poems in Chronicles of Cosmic Chaos are deeply contemplative. They reach back into memory to reveal a fleeting image, simple yet profound, or perhaps a quiet gesture, a shared moment of joy or grief. -Aaron Lelito, Editor in Chief of Wild Roof Journal"Sophia's poems are wonderfully specific and personal. They contain unexpected details that color a solitary moment or spark a memory. From this, themes of love and suffering, connection and impermanence emerge. It's a beautiful collection."-Maya Highland, Editor of The Closed Eye OpenGrab ahold of Sophia's hand as she leads you into the fourth dimension; a place filled with heartache, contrast, darkness, and light. Falco's heartfelt poetry will spin you into a stunning expanse of cosmic chaos.-Tiny Seed Literary Journal

Winner of the UnCollected Press Full Length Book or Chapbook of Poetry Contest, K.P. Anderson's Mellifluous is an exquisitely written, elegant, and refined journey into the interior world of the bee. This chapbook is an intimate, fascinating, and revealing artistic conveyance of one of nature's own works of art. Both empirical in its insightful detail and magical in the beauty of its revelations, this book deftly creates a work of art informed by and informing us of nature's unparalleled artistry. Pulitzer Prize winning poet Yusef Komunyakaa's endorsement of K.P. Anderson's Mellifluous provides a sense of the profound artistry and understanding that makes this book so unique: "K.P. Anderson's Mellifluous shapes and experiments with sound, whereby each taut poem grows personal, then universal. Nature (especially the bee) performs in this chapbook; a human compass-existential and spiritual-focus the rituals of being. The title informs the reader not how to feel or say, but how to be, and see into an internal terrain-through a music that queries and cajoles."

It's as if Deborah Rosch Eifert's soul is writing this book, egging it on, awe driven and cheering, reminding us that rebirth is everywhere around us and within us. Her words are luscious, keenly poignant, and laden with imagery. It is a book of wisdom and it is a book of personal forgiveness as Eifert shows us how to become the ocean/that lives within [our] skin. Sewn from Water is an incredible poetic tribute to female strength and the human spirit.- Claire Hersom, author of Drowning: A Poetic Memoir and Dreamscape - Moon Pie PressHow can we bear the hurt that it is to be human? Eifert turns her attention to the natural world and the self, demonstrating the fluidity of existence where the power of jays, oceans, pines, barnacles can perform a kind of alchemy to make the heart whole. - Susan Grimm, past Ohio Poet of the Year; Runner-up 2020 Wilder Prize; author, Roughed Up by the Sun's Mothering Tongue - Finishing Line PressIn Sewn from Water, Deborah Rosch Eifert offers the reader not only a picture of the infinite and myriad negotiations between the self and the world that surrounds it, but also, in lush, visual language, a lyrical grimoire full of instructions on how that self, by virtue of connecting to often archetypal sources of energy and power, can shore itself up for the challenges to come. - Jenny E. Drai, author, The New Sorrow Is Less Than the Old Sorrow and Wine Dark - Black Lawrence Press