Little reviews: all-poets edition
Not gonna lie, this might be one of the best review essays I’ve ever written.
It’s **still** National Poetry Month, so I’m **still** going all-poets, all the time, and this trio of Little Reviews — featuring books by three wonderful poets: The Trees Witness Everything by Victoria Chang; Bluets by Maggie Nelson; and The Crying Book by Heather Christle — makes me very proud, as evinced by this post’s opening line.
But if my own big britches aren’t enough to entice you to listen, then how about this: all three of these books are experimental and yet constrained; all three interpret form in a different way; and all three are written by poets who ring dem bells, as it were.
It’s poetry reimagined, quite honestly, and I’m very much here for it.
xx, aa
