Review
The book opens with "All the Way Home," a brilliant, pioneering piece suited for the beginning of the book because it suggests the collection's underlying purpose as a poetical expedition and gives a colorful glimpse of the poet. Cisewski introduces herself as a feisty and bright writer who embraces her flaws as elements of a jaded perfection... --Verse
Paula Cisewski loves language. Language and metaphor in the face of human heartbreak and desire. "I am now prepared / to feel my way down the dark sidesâ¦" she writes, "And still, we flew." Language and metaphor in the face of loneliness and sorrow. "A trainwreck," she writes, "that for eternity never / happens is perfect because / the brakes fail and fail and / still it smokes down / tracks that run through / a small town in me." Such a refreshing, distinctive first book of poems. --Ralph Angel
The verbal search for unknown finality is in these poems, the odd little bird who cocks her head to the side while singing to herself is in these poems, and the sound of circulating blood, and all manner of edgy fragile other things that make the reader feel lucky--for listening is inherently lucky, and these poems bear that gift. --Mary Ruefle
About the Author
Paula Cisewski's poems have appeared in
Hunger Mountain,
Black Warrior Review,
Crazyhorse,
Spinning Jenny,
Forklift OH,
Swerve, and
Conduit, among other magazines.