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About this Book:
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Mark Lamoureux’s poems form a druids’ circle for the precarious worker. Their everyday vibrates in mythic structures.
A Shepherd’s calendar in a vortex of cosmic energy and office-worker angst. Lamoureux’s compressed poems are impossibly poised and smoking with the eternal.
~ Joe Hall, Someone’s Utopia (Black Ocean, 2018)
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Book Review:
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Lamoureux’s collection is fierce, powerful, and tender. It begins with a letter to the speaker’s unborn daughter, setting the tone for the book, a calm before the storm, an incubation of life: “Over the years the talking/computers in TV shows/began to sound more/& more human in this world,/which to you will be like a movie/you haven’t seen.” The book is keenly aware of its physical reality, its conception as a moment in time and body: “Real/time/of desire, elsewho:/in another zone/in other shoes,” which was a constant reminder
of who we are and will be and have been, as a the reader. This collection reminds you of who you are, and who you love, and how to pause in the first place, to drink it all in. The last words of the collection say it all: “when you need & when you will not need/me: I love you./I love you.”
~ Joanna C. Valente, author of Marys of the Sea and editor of A Shadow Map: Writing by Survivors of Sexual Assault.
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