The Barbarous Century by Leah Umansky

 

Refreshingly unafraid to explore significant mass-cultural touchpoints like TV’s Mad Men and Game of Thrones, The Barbarous Century is nonetheless an intensely literate collection; one built on a lexicon devoid of pretense or filler. Umansky’s poetry never forgets its debt to the world in which we live; likewise, it demonstrates the capability of a true artist to elevate our perceptions of that world.

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So, Don dreamt he was an angel.  It’s sweet.  I’ve dreamt about motherhood.  [So what?] Now, it feels all downtrodden.  I wish I knew the crested.  I wish I knew what made the light twitch; what brings the light to the moon so I can carry it inside, and know there is glory in the in-between. That there is something here to be sought or sought-after.  Something to be stared -down-beautiful.