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Chronic

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Now available in paperback, the winner of the Kingsley Tufts Poetry Award and a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award

Price: $15.00 USD
Poetry 9781555976064, 88 pages, Paper

In these brilliant poems from one of contemporary poetry's most intriguing, singular voices, D. A. Powell strikes out for the farther territories of love and comes back from those fields with loss, with flowers faded, “blossom blast and dieback.” Chronic describes the flutter and cruelty of erotic encounter, temptation, and bitter heartsickness, but with Powell’s deep lyric beauty and his own brand of dark wit.

Praise for Chronic:

“To read Chronic for the first time is to marvel at the combination of wild emotion and virtuosic technique (from intricate sytax to rebuses and puns). To read Powell for the first time (no matter where you start) is to find a great deal of joy.”—Stephen Burt, The London Review of Books

“A collection of piquant poetry about heartbreak that mixes mordant wit and sophisticated sincerity in equal measure.”Bookforum

“Wickedly well-tuned work. . . . Chronic is one of those rare collections that moves beautifully between poetry’s inner / outer stereopticon.” —John Freeman, The Los Angeles Times

“Richly romantic yet never sentimental, Powell’s work in Chronic is often addressed to ‘you’: a friend, a lover, and you, the reader. It’s a lovely, intimate style.”—Entertainment Weekly

“These poems represent a rare case of a poet learning to hear himself better—and to communicate more intimately – as soon as he seemingly mastered his voice. . . . We will still be reading D. A. Powell a long time from now, both for the record he offers of the last 30 years of American history and culture and for the new possibilities he has created for poetry. He is both accessible and challenging, saying something new, and saying it newly, with each book, yet speaking with an authority as old as poetry itself.”—Craig Morgan Teicher, Critical Mass, the blog of the National Book Critics Circle