This Week, I Read Isabel Sobral Campos: Autobiographical Ecology

Image Credit: Debby Hudson via Unsplash “Notebook/is language peel, summary of misunderstanding in the wastebasket where/crumpled pages sleep,” the speaker says in Isabel Sobral Campos’s chapbook of poems, Autobiographical Ecology. The book has the feel of reading a diary. It’s equal parts confessional and listing of observations, which evoke the chaos of life in the…

This Week, I Read Mary Kasimor: disrobing iris

Image Credit: Thomas William via Unsplash “you continued dancing for the pleasure of night’s/invisible black silk/with only your hips you showed the mountains/how to dance/in their moon of rock and dust/here in the night/you grow old like a moonstone,” the speaker says in Mary Kasimor’s book of poems, disrobing iris. The poems in this book…

This Week, I Read Amanda Earl: AFTERMATH or Scenes of a Woman Convalescing

Image Credit: Milada Vigerova “The first blooms of spring make me cry. I thought I/would never experience them again,” the speaker says in Amanda Earl’s chapbook of poems, AFTERMATH, or Scenes of a Woman Convalescing. The poems are excerpted from a longer, multi-part poem that Earl wrote following a bout with pneumonia, full body sepsis…