I don’t even know what to call Jane Summer’s astounding Erebus-it’s that gorgeous, that transcendent, except to say that with this love-letter/elegy/anti-elegy about a real friend in a world of counterfeits, she has invented a kind of poetry that is anxious and wild and completely unexpected. The book is hybrid in structure-with citations and photos and its scrap from a musical score-but it also represents the hybrid nature of our collective psyche: how we remember; why we forget, and, most tenderly, how we can live in the past not as ghosts in regret but as preservationists-of which Summer is one-who can fully inhabit the present and the past at the same time. I was in constant awe at Erebus’s sheer originality. I felt like I was reading a book about a new way to tell time. - Michael Klein, author of When I Was a Twin