Rescue press okt 2026 (3 risultati)

Taschenbuch. Condizione: Neu. Neuware - Sara Wainscott's The Star Cabins is a profound exploration of the self's melt through language acquisition, pattern, and loss. The speaker of this expansive long poem morphs between selves: writer, mother, reader, daughter, drifter, lover, and witness while questioning the limits and obligations of each. 'Too long alone an I becomes a you / Positioned on a high dive,' Wainscott writes in the book's pressurized couplets that balance a tender vulnerability alongside wolfish, piercing ferocity. The Star Cabins is a sonically brilliant and formally daring inquiry into death and what it means to accompany the dying, to endure absence, and to recognize 'A good life that's slow / And over at the right time // Belongs not even to the clouds.'.…

Taschenbuch. Condizione: Neu. Neuware - Composed over the course of a single year, the three sequences in Stacy Szymaszek's tenth book, About the House, make room through attention. The rituals that provoke these poems are rooted in conversation and communion, joining chance encounter with the familiar. Drawing on journal writing, folk poetics, prayer, and bibliomancy, Szymaszek explores the intimacies of sharing space with human, plant, ghost, and animal others. 'I sit and think and in thinking / I mind my own business,' Szymaszek writes, making solitude both social and generative. Rife with the materials of a day--sprouting onions, lemon oil, snake hash, gossip, a broken stove, and correspondence--the poems in About the House are crafty and magnetic.…

Taschenbuch. Condizione: Neu. Neuware - 'of those assembled here / . / this concerns whatever we / are saprotrophic / nuestras pieles / dicen casi todo / a glitch exceeding' begins Gerónimo Sarmiento Cruz's vertebrae, a translingual poetic diptych written in the aftermath of explosive colonial contact, from within capitalism's cold twilight calculations. In polyrhyme, wisecrack, snarl, and epitaph, Sarmiento Cruz performs an 'uncoupling ceremony,' reminding us that 'capital / will eventually / pass with or without us.' Here is a vertiginous, locked-in collection that slips between tongues ('tragedia / come at me') like circuits in the machine, where a city 'consuming fifty two cows daily' must meet visions of bison lining the horizon. Sarmiento Cruz reorients us to freefall and 'the comfort of the postapocalyptic posibilidades' that something of us (human, animal, floral, fungal) will survive inside whatever comes next.…