Pre-orders of this little beauty are now shipping, should you order direct from The American Poetry Review. It’s not officially released until April, (but if you landed here, I guess you’re in the know. . . ) I’m very grateful to everyone who’s taken a chance on it!
I’m hoping Szymborska would have approved. . .
I’m beyond grateful to learn that my manuscript, CLOUDWATCHER, has won the inaugural Stern Prize from American Poetry Revew, and will be published in partnership with Copper Canyon Press in December, 2025. More details here.
My chapbook, They: A Field Guide, was the Editors’ Choice selection, for Tomaž Šalamun Prize, and will be published by the storied Factory Hollow Press in early 2024.
Here are four vignettes, just published in Wigleaf, as a sort of tasting menu, to whet your appetite!
Just found out some lovely news!
My chapbook, They: A Field Guide, was the Editors’ Choice selection, for Tomaž Šalamun Prize, and will be published by the storied Factory Hollow Press in early 2024.
I very much look forward to sharing it with you!
Huge gratitude goes out to Brian Henry, Factory Hollow, and everyone involved!
Delighted & grateful to have new work up at 32 Poems…
Delighted to have two poems up at Granta!
Hope you enjoy this little snake eating its tail….
Very grateful to have seven new translations of Humberto Ak’abal’s poetry available at Lunch Ticket Review. Many thanks to judge, Alana Marie Levinson LaBrosse for these kind words:
“These translations are a cutting English in celebration of Akabal’s striking and bitter original. They show more allegiance in their confident and fluid departures than in their fidelity, demonstrating, as the poet himself says, “that god and justice / live in the soul.” There is a fierce and light freedom in these translations, reflected in their simplicity, that also lives in Akabal’s blackbirds, buzzards, and doves who perch and shit the same on cathedrals, palaces, rocks, trees, and fenceposts. Just as the only living prayer to rise in church comes from the trees we hewed into pews, so poetry lives with the tongues of translators who commit to their individual reading of a work. We can try to meet Akabal in English, but what might that mean? Translating an indigenous poet who spurned mainstream accolades from dominant, oppressive languages into yet one more dominant, oppressive language? We can only meet this translator’s Akabal and appreciate how much abides in these translations.”
Big thanks to The Nation & poetry editor, Kaveh Akbar, for sharing “I Wake in the Dark.”