by Bill Yarrow
Poetry painted on a bomb falling out of a plane. Blasphemer doesn’t fuck around. Yarrow is wonderfully possessed.
—Bud Smith, author of F-250
Enthusiasm like percolating lava courses through these poems, scraping away all that is dull and obvious. These poems are not so much narratives or experiments in form, but explorations, and not just explorations even, but celebrations of poetic conceits turned inside out so that only the star-crawling blood of the imagination remains.
—John Goode, author of
Graduating from Eternity
With inquiries into both faith and love, Bill Yarrow’s Blashpemer provides the irreverent gaze you were looking for in subversive poetics. The hot blush, too.
—Heather Fowler, author of
Bare Bulbs Swinging
Bill Yarrow is the author of Blasphemer (Lit Fest Press 2015), The Lice of Christ (MadHat Presss 2014), Incompetent Translations and Inept Haiku (Červená Barva Press 2013), and Pointed Sentences (BlazeVOX 2012). His poems have appeared in many print and online magazines including Poetry International, RHINO, THRUSH, Confrontation, Contrary, DIAGRAM, FRiGG, Uno Kudo, Gargoyle, and [PANK]. He is a professor of English at Joliet Junior College.