Cammy Thomas's Tremors does nothing short of trace a lifetime. These short, musical, and often humorous poems make stops in the terrains of childhood, an environment of difficulty and some violence; middle life, the plain where parents begin breaking down and children move away into their own lives; and later life, a space in which memory falters but passion does not.
From New England poet Joan Houlihan, It Isn’t a Ghost if It Lives in Your Chest is a collection that reflects on the persistence of loss and explores the accidental ruptures of trauma that allow re-entry into our world. Interested in human obliviousness to extinction — not just of species but of slang, fashions, tropes, and even certain reservoirs of feeling — Houlihan writes poems that circle the fossils of past experiences and ways of being in the world. Moreover, they consider haunting encounters — the ruptures through which what is gone comes back — with the underlying premise that nothing ever truly goes away.
Although the characters in Glen Pourciau’s stories change face, story to story they all inhabit a world dominated by interior voices revealing fragmented selves. They find difficulty making their inner worlds, with their competing narratives and emotions, fit into the world surrounding them. As they confront everyday predicaments and encounters, they are oftentimes averse to expressing their thoughts, thereby leading themselves deeper into a conflicted interior landscape. Glen Pourciau's new collection is Getaway.