Review

Review: Tocqueville

Khaled Mattawa’s fourth book marks his second breakthrough (his first was his debut, Ismalia Eclipse). The title poem, and centerpiece, is a 26 page visionary reorientation in verse of Alexis de Tocqueville’s Democracy in America. Mattawa’s Tocqueville is not a mere revision of that historical document, but a poetry based on motion, where narrative doesn’t…

Review: Say Her Name

“No quiero morir. I don’t want to die. That may have been the last full sentence she ever spoke, maybe her very last words,” writes Francisco Goldman of his late wife Aura Estrada in his novel Say Her Name. A fiction writer and doctoral student at Columbia, Aura was just thirty when she died in…

Review: The Inverted Forest

Dalton’s second novel begins: “A night breeze lifted the dark skirts of the forest.” This sensuous image escorts us into Kindermann Forest Summer Camp in rural Missouri. Here, all the camp counselors are skinny-dipping. We soon learn that elderly Schuller Kindermann will have none of this at his camp. Out they go, in come replacements:…

Review: A Mouth in California

Graham Foust’s, poem “My Graham Foust,” caught my attention when I first read it in The Nation (November, 2007). That piece, with its slang, wit, and formal play, is emblematic of this collection: Gone’s his fleshy shovel. Gone’s his ticket; gone’s his train. Gone’s the friend who stepped away and almost saved him. Gone’s the…

Review: Torn: Poems

C. Dale Young’s third book, Torn, is a tug of war between darkness and tenderness. The contest, in Young’s capable hands, frames, influences, or explicitly dictates the book’s more pointed question: are we as empty and limited as the words we depend upon? Poets may know this better than most, but it’s nonetheless a sobering…

Review: The Memory of Water

Jack Myers’ posthumous book, The Memory of Water, contains many of his finest poems. Mark Cox, who assembled the manuscript with Jack’s widow, Thea Temple, provides a lucid and moving account of Jack’s life and work in his Foreword to the collection. As was true for almost all of Myers’ books, the writer and speaker…