"Every piece of an Allan Peterson poem feels like a machine of soft cogs with soft balls rolling among them" http://t.co/3Ly7k5DYFa — The Rumpus (@The_Rumpus) March 11, 2015 "The poems, like the poems in previous books aren’t momentous but more of the moment" http://t.co/3Ly7k5DYFa — The Rumpus (@The_Rumpus) March 11, 2015

Brilliant review of Allan Peterson’s PRECARIOUS by Kent Shaw (THE RUMPUS)

AN EXCERPT:  “Oh, Allan Peterson. I thought I knew thee. I thought, To read an Allan Peterson poem is to expect the precarious, the poised, the anticipatory, the appointed. An aesthetics of the delicate edge. Imagine a soft rolling ball, the movement of one image tumbling so easily into the next, or an image thatContinue reading “Brilliant review of Allan Peterson’s PRECARIOUS by Kent Shaw (THE RUMPUS)”

Second poem in Precarious, by Allan Peterson

REMINDERS Who speaks for the body? We do. Every eminence named, each fossa, eloquent structures of shining bones as if standing undone on a hill above Urbino, artists making bright lines in bright sun, bright language as the bones resurface after an interim of flesh. Ribs, phalanges, wings of the sphenoid, shapes named for whatContinue reading “Second poem in Precarious, by Allan Peterson”

Betsy Andrews, from New Jersey

Excerpt from New Jersey mining the savage electional hour the motorcade of monstrous mandate ferries the hard-coin incumbent from the site of the Battle of Paulus Hook to the site of the Battle of Red Bank logging the miles in a galling suit promising middling fortunes it’s a new entire, the castle rising, fugue stateContinue reading “Betsy Andrews, from New Jersey”

Allan Peterson, from Fragile Acts

OUT OF THE WHOLE AZALEA Out of the whole azalea, one brand quivers and there is the lizard. Blue jays scream rat snake for everyone because tree bark moved. I am watching for sand wasps hunting for females when a leaf on its elbow lies down, and a snake in the form of a littleContinue reading “Allan Peterson, from Fragile Acts”