Waste Management Facility by Scott Withiam

PRE-ORDERPraise for Waste Management Facility   Strange, you Googled waste management facility in search of recent developments in that industrial art and came upon this book of the same title. It’s poetry. And you’re reading it. Or maybe you were in search of something different in poetry and the odd title gave you hope, so you picked it up. Either case is possible. How could poetry satisfy such a wide audience? Might it be that the range of poems in Waste Management Facility (WMF) lend voice to industry’s working-class Americans or families who feel unheard or forgotten or quietly suffer? Or is that out of any human condition— power, oversight, identity denial, loss, love, desire, friendship, hate, violence, laxity—all, and more, covered in this book— “experiences are redeemed, not to be wasted … but to be managed with facility—and felicity!” as poet, Richard Hoffman, says of the poems. To reach, the poems mine ordinary experiences, but often veer into the “extra-[ordinary],” as au