Book Review

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…

Review: God Breaketh Not All Men’s Hearts Alike: New & Collected Later Poems

Stanley Moss published his first book, The Wrong Angel, in 1966. This current volume represents forty-three years of writing and almost three hundred poems, seventy-five of which are new, and shows the extent of his accomplishment in full force. There’s a brooding quality to this work, an engagement with the eternal verities: the search for…