We love publishing poetry. The collections themselves are stunning and show the work of months and years. The poets are brilliant and fascinating to work with.
And then we get to read blurbs about their work, which is thrilling in yet another way. We will be sharing the blurbs for our three new poetry collections in the coming weeks, starting with Monitoring Station.
Praise for Monitoring Station by Sonja Ruth Greckol
“An illuminated simmer of sweetness from a poet who invents vessels for language to carry us over into presence, into the before and the after, holding us to the now. But oh, the exquisite workings of the mind over what matters, the inescapable dailyness of bloodlines, and geography, interdimensional and relational; a theory of everything.” —Lillian Allen, dub poet, reggae musician, writer, Juno winner
“Sonja Greckol’s Monitoring Station is an enthralling exercise in intricating: the opposite, she explains, of extricating, thus ‘a verb meaning entangle or ensnare.’ What we find ourselves intricated with here—in propulsive, rippling, encircling syntax—is space and time, biological and cosmological origins, the pandemic and the human hash of colonialism and climate change. Under Greckol’s lyric microscope, ‘small things loom large’ and beauty is always a hair’s breadth from disaster. This is one of our very best poetic minds, humming along at the top of her form.” —Stephen Collis, author of A History of the Theories of Rain
“With the analytic mind of a statistician and the flow of a mystic, Sonja Greckol takes us into a chaotic, poetic fray as fraught near-pasts open out into possibilities. By tracing points, lines, and waves that situate a body (of a person, of a work) in all its specificities along with its imbricated activities that accumulate into (and rub against) structures, institutions, and systems, Greckol suggests ways towards futures in which social relations can be remade to accommodate more ethical interrelations among individuals and communities.” —Shannon Maguire, author of Myrmurs: An Exploded Sestina and Fur(l) Parachute