The following titles are coming soon to the shelves of The Bookery:
Fanny Howe, Indivisible
Fanny Howe, Economics
Carole Maso, Break Every Rule: Essays on Language
Carole Maso, Ava
Mahmoud Darwish, Unfortunately, It Was Paradise
Jane Cooper, The Flashboat
Ted Berrigan, So Going Around Cities: New and Selected Poems
Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge, Endocrinology
David Bromige, As in T as in Tether
Patricia Carlin, Original Green
Lisa Fishman, Dear, Read
Joanna Fuhrman, Ugh Ugh Ocean
Melissa Hotchkiss, Storm Damage
Gerrit Lansing, A February Sheaf
Aaron McCollough, Welkin
Dave Morice, Poetry Comics: An Animated Anthology
Donald Revell, My Mojave
Michael Earl Craig, Can You Relax in My House?
Elizabeth Robinson, Harrow
George Stanley, A Tall, Serious Girl: Selected Poems 1957-2000
Hannah Weiner, Page
Elizabeth Willis, Turneresque
Harry Mathews, The Case of the Persevering Maltese
Some of these were suggestions, others were picked at semi-random from the SPD catalog. I could order more, but I want to make sure I'm not going to get into trouble. Pretty cool, thoughon a night like tonight there's no one in the store, I can read whatever I like. So hopefully I'll get a chance to read a little bit in all of those books. Tonight I'm too tired to handle poetry, thoughI spent all day lugging my stuff around in a truck in hundred percent humidity. Tomorrow I'll pack up my clothes and what's in the fridge and do a little cleaning and the great move-in with Emily will be complete. In the meantime I'm just awake enough to enjoy an anthology of Harvey Pekar's American Splendor (a major motion picture, as they say). He has a blog nowought to be a natural medium for him. I love how some of the pieces just endhow he finds the narrative arc in the most trivial activities and makes them fascinating. It's a less fictionalized, less nostalgic variation on the kind of poker-faced storytelling that goes on in Ben Katchor's great series Julius Knipl: Real Estate Photographer.
Oof, my body's stiffening up from lifting heavy things. Back to Harvey. I may be blogging a bit more sporadically for a while because I'm not sure we've got internet access at the new place just yet.
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