Epiphany School
Chris Green's Epiphany School, penned with all the wonder and curiosity of a wise child, is not a book for the timid, the slack-minded, the duped or sleeping. These are poems that hold us in their headlights and tap our backs in the dark, that beg us to notice the life and death of our lives, the big and small moments of illumination. Green's language is unhurried, epistolary, his impulse the guy's next to us at the Cubs' game who snaps our picture when a foul ball lands in our lap or knocks us unconscious. Either way, he's got our back.
—Maureen Seaton