by Martin Nakell
Winner of a Gertrude Stein Award in Poetry, Finalist for the America’s Award in Fiction (for The Library of Thomas Rivka), finalist in the New American Poetry Series (Tautological Eye), finalist in the Ronald Sukenick Award in Fiction (A History of Zero & Alter Fictions), Martin Nakell has published 14 books of poetry and fiction. Mr. Nakell, who earned an MA in English at San Francisco State and a Doctorate of Arts from the State University of New York at Albany, is Professor of Literature and Creative Writing at Chapman University, and has been Visiting Professor in Creative Writing at the University of California at San Diego. He is the co-founding Director of Ischia Arts : The Program in Creative Writing. He serves on the national board of &NOW, and was the Co-Director of &NOW ’08. He serves regularly on the panel for The Americas Award in Belle Lettres.
"It all depends on what IS is. Martin Nakell’s new book is all about Being in its most elemental and hence frightening form:
is where traffic laws are ignored
because the cars are all invisible because
motion remains a mystery of the quantum experience
of now & is & will & will be
In a series of stunningly various lyric forms, from poetic prose to concrete poetry, Nakell meditates on what it means to be alive at this very moment in the 21st century, where “there is no distance between the thing and the knowing of the thing, ” where “all we need to do is to find the curved line of spacetime and to lay ourselves along it.” This is a collection of poems that will make you think about what is happening to you—and in your world—right now!"
—Marjorie Perloff, author of Poetics of Indeterminacy and Unoriginal Genius
"Read Nakell to find what the meaning of IS is. He explores insect pathways and corridors of discourse. He untangles synapses and networks. Nakell’s lyrics sweep across civilization, media, and nature to return us to a beginning changed. I found myself a citizen with a vote inside Nakell’s IS."
—Dimitri Anastasopoulos, author of
Farm for Mutes and
A Larger Sense of Harvey