Harvey, whose debut collection was praised by the New Yorker as "intensely visual, mournfully comic and syntactically inventive," offers her second stunning collection Units are the engines I understand best.
She is the poetry editor of American Letters & Commentary and lives in Brooklyn..
I\'m having a nearly insane amount of fun, and I don\'t want it to ever end."--James Tate About the Author: Matthea Harvey is the author of Pity the Bathtub Its Forced Embrace of the Human Form.
I\'m tossed and bucked and jabbed and lashed and flipped.
It\'s only poetry, I reminded myself, and climbed on board.
I might never be seen again.
I could break my neck or be catapulted into the sky.
I considered running away. "If you\'re lucky," Harvey writes, "after a number of / revolutions, you\'ll / feel something catch." "I pictured myself arriving at an amusement park, only none of the rides are familiar.
These are the engines, like poetry, that propel both our comprehension and misunderstanding.
Merrily, merrily, merrily.-from "Introduction to the World"In Sad Little Breathing Machine, Matthea Harvey explores the strange and intricate mechanics of human systems-of the body, of thought, of language itself.
One betrayal, two.
Harvey, whose debut collection was praised by the New Yorker as "intensely visual, mournfully comic and syntactically inventive," offers her second stunning collection Units are the engines I understand best
