Cry. Laugh. And prepare to meet your match in this year’s literary sensation GLENN PIANO by GLADYS PRIDDIS – if you dare.

The poems collected in this book were all generated by the random rotation of the Haikube.

Hazard is a collection of prose-poems and some other fine bonbons about the dangers and delights of the art-making life.

A long poem germinated in if not completely hatched in the toreador momentum.

This book reflects a tradition Coleman has followed since Coach House released CORRECTIONS in 1985.

Gregory Betts’s If Language takes a one-time parlour game to its evolutionary extreme, constructing 56 paragraph-long perfect anagrams of an original seed-text.

polar opposite attraction sparks dark marks a bourbon border run on no longer repeating pattern surplus folds this page into paper cranes or frogs pushed to leap if pressed tapes surface cling on hand hold sliding head first basing or basting over boasting afro rose toasting

From the Scatalogue:

Books don’t show the way but insist on remaining. So how to leave the book and enter directly into the body? We are jealous of one another’s bodies yet we each have one. I would undress my tongue and dip it willingly into ice cold water would invite you to meet me where the body becomes transparent where lucidity is a function of the flesh where nothing is for sale and everything is given away.

This series of poems lacks everything you’re looking for in the real sense of the poem. But chances are you’ll chuckle along in spite of yourself. Or because of it. It being spite.

...elliptical traces of neo-surrealist tendencies with reconnaissance syntax and pliant iambics, love’s number crunched for the age of surveillance.

A new volume in Coleman’s LETTER DROP series, illustrated with delightful collage works by Paul Collins.