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Rosy Cole The Circus Poemsby Alex GrantLorimer Press2010$16.95 (pa) Adults are inclined to the illusion that all children love clowns and masks and life-sized puppets, but the unknown being inside a funny…

Cati Porter Alex Grant’s Fear of Moving Water is structured in four sections, and while there is no listing for this in the table of contents, each is preceded by a brief…

David Gewanter Essay: The Problem of Originalityby David Gewanter0000 Q: What is American about American Poetry? A: Some years ago Donald Hall coined a memorable term for school-based, formulaic American poetry:…

William Camponovo First, a confession: there is a terror in writing a review like this, a low but present thrum, almost percussive: When (and where, and how – responsibly) to mention…

Lee Rossi Rebecca Foust’s new book, Paradise Drive, the winner of the 2015 Press 53 Award for Poetry, is a diary in verse, reminiscent in subject and technique to Vikram Seth’s Golden…

Joelle Biele Mapmaking “We have not solved the problem of love, / have we?” asks Ann Fisher-Wirth in her book-length poem, Carta Marina. Fisher-Wirth, a professor of English and Environmental Studies at the…

Isaac Cates Before radio, television, and the interstate highway, America’s many parts were more culturally distinct than they are today. Moreover, before careers in university creative-writing programs made most of…

John Poch B.H. Fairchild’s Early Occult Memory Systems of the Lower Midwest had to be a daunting task not because of its one hundred twenty plus pages but because it follows Fairchild’s Art…

Clarinda Harriss Moira Egan, Cleave, Washington Writers’ Publishing House, Washington, D.C., U.S.A., 2004, $12.00; and Carole Langille, Late in a Slow Time, The Mansfield Press, Toronto, Ontario, Canada, 2003. The North and South of…

Bob Sillibus Not since Agamemnon and Menelaus tore down the walls of Troy have we been witness to such atrocities as Poch and Davidson inflict upon us in their new…

John Poch Remember that scene from The Jerk where Steve Martin’s character is bankrupt and forced to leave his plush California estate? He says something like, “I don’t need anything…well, except this…

Barbara Crooker One of the things I’ve been observing recently is that poets no longer seem to be constrained by either strict adherence to form or pigeon-holing (“formalist”); instead, many…