This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Bat City Review co-founder and former Michener Poetry Fellow R.J. Lambert’s much-anticipated debut poetry collection brings together pop music and fine art, celebrities and philosophers, and nature and neon with a candid and curious sensibility. Featuring the winner of the Patricia Cleary Miller Award, an Atlanta Review International Merit Award, and a Pushcart Prize nomination, each finely honed lyric poem persists in a small flowering.
From Justin Jannise, former Editor in Chief of Gulf Coast and author of How to Be Better by Being Worse: The wind blows through these poems, as if through a sax or a bassoon-the limitless delights of nature activating the narrowest corridors of human invention to produce strange and melancholic melodies. Sometimes the quiet conjugates me like a verb, R.J. Lambert writes, summarizing this book’s attention both to silence and to language, and to the poet’s own two-way portal between them: his titular (and singular) mind. A series of poems devoted to streaming music, from Chopin and Mozart to Whitney Houston and Frank Ocean, demonstrate Lambert’s virtuosic ear, while his true forbears are Auden, Bishop, Merrill, and Doty (though he does a killer impression of Stein). With grace, grit, wit, and winsomeness, Lambert forms out of the quiet atoms of verse a fierce and lively hand.
From Mary Ann Samyn, author numerous poetry collections, including Air, Light, Dust, Shadow, Distance: In Mind Lit in Neon, R.J. Lambert imagines a world where mother, father, and brother mingle with Camus and Borges and Stein, Nancy Reagan and Whitney Houston. Let the revelations come as they may, this world is alive to itself and moving to the music Lambert paints: all our days and nights: the siren of an ambulance, the first robin, a morning’s breeze-so many sounds vivid against the skin. -Mary Ann Samyn, author of Air, Light, Dust, Shadow, Distance.
