Book Review by Mark Spitzer

This is that very tradition re-envisioned for a twenty-first-century pandemic corndog in which “getting away with everything” means… well, that’s the question underneath the microscope. En route to address this mystery, we hit all sorts of glittering veins radiating lines like: “it’s a turtle eat / turtle fuck / terrarium / out there;” “sometimes stars / are sharks lost / in any river crossed;” …

Review by Cheryl A. Passanisi

Glass Bikini begins with the declaration in “Overcome” that “art is extinct,” setting the stage for a startling voyage through the looking glass allowing this predicate to enforce its ominous lens over every line…

Review by Janel Spencer

Her talent with diction, music and the lyric is apparent in her first collection of poems, Swimming Home, which begins with a grocery list which very quickly becomes much more…

Review by Lynn Finger

Rob Carney is someone who can find the soul in an empty room, or abandoned spot, and give it a chance to sing. His poetry explores the person in the emptiness, or the emptiness in the person, and shows how it is beautiful and enduring.