“Each open flower is an overthrow. Every instance of
birdsong decries the cruel suicides. In Joanna Rawson’s Unrest, nothing less than the entire world is at risk—risk of
catastrophe, risk of both hellish and heavenly transformations. With visionary
ardor, with devotional precision, Rawson is writing poetry addressed to our
deepest concerns.”
—DONALD REVELL
“Joanna Rawson’s poems tend toward the immediate, her
shattered narratives describing a landscape that is swollen and overripe, ready
to burst. These are violent poems, not in the sense of voyeurism or
titillation, but in terms of a society on the brink of coming apart: the
detonation of the pastoral, erotic affairs heading for annihilation,
transcendence laced with despair and resignation.
—ARTHUR VOGELSANG
“Rawson is a piercingly passionate, necessary artist. The
riches in Unrest are as demanding as
they are beautiful…. This is a fearless display of infinite reach.”