Corinna A-Maying the Apocalypse
By Darcie Dennigan
Selected by Alice Fulton
Corinna, A-Maying the Apocalypse simultaneously celebrates and laments that “we are but decaying.” Betraying a love of old poems and symbols and new words and forms, these are poems where “the moon’s spritzing its perfumes and the phlegm is thick and fast” over cities and Starbucks and suburbs. The poet is in love with the rhythm of the man-made world, and “the rhythm is so strong sometimes / it blows up the room.”
"A powerfully original poet—one whose idiosyncratic power could not be learned or taught.”— Alice Fulton
Dennigan makes delightful poetry, a pure aural pleasure more willowly, and as various as language lived. —Boston Review
. . . Dennigan's verse in smart but not unkind, sensual without being icky. —Indiana Review
“With a love for the dance of syntax and a delight in the polyphony of dictions both high and low, Dennigan springs onto the contemporary poetry stage with a fresh original style. Her poetry is an exuberant celebration of language and insight.”
—Mark Jarman, author of Epistles
Corinna A-Maying the Apocalypse is powered by conundrum, surprise, imagination, recklessness, wonderment, earnestness, and above all giant playfulness and smarts. —Cold Front Mag