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THE NIGHTYARD by Stephanie Anderson |
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Like a steampunk great-grandniece of Lorine Niedecker, Stephanie Anderson has cobbled together a quirky, hardscrabble, and defiantly pre-digital idiolect in The Nightyard. Scrupulously crafted and a little austere in temperament, Anderson's poems read, in part, like studies of the Protestant work ethic run amok, trusting in hard facts and practical tips to tame a mind "too bound to reverie." Anderson offsets the smothered music of "a barrel organ being-quelched" with the racket that emerges when "all the tiny pianos begin to tilt off the shelves," correcting the rage for order with a dose of human chaos. The poems in The Nightyard are wise, tireless, uncommonly passionate and truly hard-won. Trust in them. --Timothy Donnelly The Nightyard is currently sold out. Please consider a preorder to help us fund a second printing. |
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