Black Radish Book's Gaze by Marthe Reed has just been reviewed at Tarpulin Sky Magazine by Chantel Langlinais.
"Poems will contract and retract between subject matter: politics, the gaze, the female form, the Eastern landscape, a Raqib Shaw painting. When the experimental dance begins, the poetry will bring you into its rhythms....Ever-shifting. Ever-moving. Ever-fluid. After all, 'Texts moves without boundary...Without boundary. Text represents its own illusions.' (199)....get lost in the beauty of the language."
Friday, August 30, 2013
Monday, August 26, 2013
Not everyone would want to have his or her book called "weird" or "really far-out." But Dana Tene Lomax of Marin is pretty pleased Kirkus Reviews says it is.
"I'm glad they called it weird because I wouldn't want it to be something that people recognize right away, " says Lomax of Kindergarde: Avant-garde Poems, Plays, Stories, and Songs for Children, which she believes is the first collaborative avant-garde book for children in the country.
Read the full interview here.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
SPD Recommends book. A writer’s love of writing and an exploration of romantic love combine to take the reader on a poetic journey of questions, observations, fragments, and few answers. Travel with this Baedeker in hand through desire, through absence, presence, self, other, boundaries and the spaces between.
Praise for Dear Jack
Subtle, sly & wry, deeply moving in its deceptive simplicity, its depths unfold unexpectedly & this reader found it hard to put down until the last poignant words. —David Meltzer
In this collection of short poems, some only a few words, Jill Stengel has written a large book in psychological scope and emotional depth. These brief letters express thoughts, feelings and moods that come and go, repeating themselves, while no two are the same in their contexts, like days in a person’s life. Reading, I found myself feeling lighter, the weight of embodiment shifted by Jill, the writer’s, capacity to engage with the endlessness of ambiguity and paradox, desire and seeking. —Patricia Dienstfrey
Obsessive love keeps tumbling down the hill in Jill Stengel’s Dear Jack, an epistolary revelation on the
quotidian anguish of yearning. In brief sketches on the ontology of missed connections, desire becomes a black hole of want. But smuggled here too is a peek-a-boo playfulness about the clumsy impossibility of language-ing away the body’s insistence for connection. Part letters to the unseen, part journal of craving, Dear Jack maps the hunger to quench and the greed of what stays parched. —Samantha Giles
Dear Jack may be purchased through SPD.