120 pages, 6 X 9, Trade Paperback
Ann Curran has written a book like no other. With a reporter’s eye and a poet’s vision, she has created a new genre—a poetry of utter frankness. For grief, see the Kennedy poem. For candor, the poem to Maxine Kumin. For accuracy, her lines on “cagey” Seamus Heaney. Whether the subject is the million dollar sale of a bishop’s mansion, the Warhol and Ginsberg myths or the “profound” jottings of Kay Ryan and other superficialists, this is poetry at war with fakery on all fronts, and it’s as unignorable as it is rare. —Samuel Hazo, director, International Poetry Forum, professor emeritus, Duquesne University.
The “me” of these poems celebrates “connecting.” Ann Curran identifies persons and associations that have places in her drama. The voice can be modest, sardonic, even outrageous. Never just chronicler and seasoned by her years as a reporter, no foolishness and no person goes unnoticed. The writer’s wit, balanced by tenderness, makes the reader look forward to each poem. You want to laugh, cry, applaud. You’ll love her authenticity. —Rosaly DeMaios Roffman, professor emerita, Indiana University of Pennsylvania.