Wild Persistence by Katrina Naomi | Review

It's not Katrina Naomi’s fault that I bristled at being told how to celebrate my birthday by her poem “How to Celebrate a Birthday.” When...
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Mark Terrill’s Great Balls of Doubt | Review

Mark Terrill's charming, masterful, workaday, transcendental lyric poetry is more compelling than ever.

Magnetized by Carlos Busqued | Review

How horrible does someone’s relationship with their mother, their childhood, have to be that its description is so much more harrowing than the account of that same person’s serial murders?

A. E. Stallings on Ernest Hilbert’s Last One Out | Review

Ernest Hilbert's latest collection, Last One Out, addresses not only our individual mortality, but a kind of “last call” for the world as we know it.

Jan Balabán’s Maybe We’re Leaving | Review

For foreign readers, Balabán's work might represent an attractive mixture of the familiar and exotic.

Elizabeth Knapp’s Requiem with an Amulet in Its Beak | Review

An at-times crushing, always beautiful chronicle of sorrow and its afterlife, Requiem with an Amulet in Its Beak will haunt you long after you’ve turned its final page.

The Night Circus | Review

To represent this life requires something out of the ordinary and in this diverse collection Uršula Kovalyk has found the imagery, focus, language and daring to have created something legitimately new.

And My Head Exploded | Review

This anthology broadens English-speakers’ perception of Czech culture by bringing new authors into the canon, and it clearly shows that, even in the 19th century, Czech literature was not simply a reflection of the Czechs’ search for a national identity.

Osip Mandelstam’s Selected Poems, Translated by Alistair Noon | Friday Pick

Starting with Mandelstam’s first book Stone and ending with his late uncollected poems, Noon's translations preserve the icy perfection of Mandelstam’s rhymes and rhythmic patterns.

Seth Rogoff, Thin Rising Vapors

Thin Rising Vapors by Seth Rogoff | Friday Pick

Rogoff’s strategy in portraying Abel’s solitary drama is to show it as the conflict between dimensions that are fundamentally at odds with each other: theory and practice, past and present, biology and soul.

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