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"Forgive state poet #289-128 / for not scribbling illusions / of trickery as if timeless hell / could be captured by stanzas / alliteration or slant rhyme," remarks the speaker, Maryland Department of Corrections prisoner {#289-128}, early in this haunting collection. Three sections -- {#289-128} Property of the State, {#289-128} Poet-in-Residence (Cell 23), and {#289-128} Poet in New York -- frame the countless ways in which the narrator's body and life are socially and legally rendered by t
Product Details
Publisher | University Press of Kentucky |
Publish Date | September 08, 2020 |
Pages | 104 |
Language | English |
Type | |
EAN/UPC | 9780813179889 |
Dimensions | 8.5 X 5.5 X 0.3 inches | 0.3 pounds |
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Reviews
"Every poem points toward that future (impossible as much as possible) and away from the present where 'skin color / is a race that never stops running.' In this collection of poems, Horton neither lags behind nor pretends to be ahead of the game. He stays abreast, zigzags, ducks, and scampers alongside, filing reports from a margin, a liminal strip irreducible to an outside (curious tourist) or an inside (embedded correspondent)." -- Chicago Review
"A book that is deeply empathy-inducing through stylish poems that are effective, heartbreaking, and haunting." -- Vol. 1 Brooklyn
"A unique and inherently fascinating body of work...A collection of poetry that will linger in the mind and memory long after the book itself has been finished and set back upon the shelf." -- Midwest Book Review
"The poems are gritty, precise, staccato slaps, evocative and rich....Horton's poetry is the prism and guide for we what need now, so tomorrow can look like something else. Ideally something better and more empathic. Will his poetry change your life? Of course it will." -- This Book Will Change Your Life
"Take a thing or two that you're not and that you want not to be. Add salt in a wound and make that thing or two the only things the world sees. Make that not-what-you-are your mirror. Play it out over a century or three and you'll understand something about this tradition. It's not the classical route to wisdom (or is it?). Randall Horton's poems testify to 'a box reluctant / not to be a box, ' testify that reckoning with the terms of imprisonment is the key to whatever can be unlocked. He focuses on what happens to life, to time, to flesh and spirit, when 'the [I] in me no longer lives' and 'the collective (we) / is no better.' These poems refuse to testify to the façade. Instead, scripted 'not with breath / but breath's imagination, ' through them we can learn that whatever lives can be made here will entail all 'the bad & terrible beauty just beneath the living.' " -- Ed Pavlic
"In [#289-128] Randall Horton serves a cicerone to life behind the walls, guiding us with clear eyes through the cell and the yard, through the mess hall and tiers. He also proves himself a sage, revealing knowing truths about the humans we feed into a carnivorous American carceral system: their doubts and hopes, their wounds, their searches for healing. And if that wasn't enough, his collection is also a moving personal reckoning. Horton is indeed a necessary voice in these troubled times." -- Mitchell Jackson, author of the Survival Math
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