So I Began by Lisa Lubasch

96 pages / Cover art by Nicholas MotteISBN-13 978-0-9844142-5-3October 15, 2014 In these lean, expansive, wonderful poems, language is a long nervous filament feeling along thought—Beckett or Woolf gone maximally internal and grand. A narrative of interiority, already multiple, already doubled against itself, now and now casting forth, seeking a firm connection to the outside, swept back tidally, resisting. A trenchant diagnosis of an un-ease constitutional and productive and common to all of us. —Catherine Wagner