Walking Tooth & Cloud

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Reviews

The new collection of prose poems from California poet Albert Flynn DeSilver, reaches “into your skull and reshape[s] and reshape[s] your brain like wax after lighting its wick.” — IAN AYRES, author
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The pronoun I in its word-tissue forest… a book of elastic steel, an opposable piano.’ Meet tea leaf man, iced-over man, and others, as the inside-outside window collapses. ‘I am wind in the paper.’ Beautiful. ‘I alone as mirror to the world.'” — ALICE NOTELY, author

Albert Flynn DeSilver s prosoid utterances ruffle the edges of the dreamscape. A peculiar(ly) contemporary western milieu creeps into view, declares itself, then recedes into the page s quiet. It s a little as if Robert Walser s microshriften were being secretly reconstituted in American English by a young Californian night laborer, seated at desk, humming away contentedly to himself.”  STEVE DICKISON, of The Poetry Center at San Francisco State University

Albert Flynn DeSilver’s poems are filled with a sunny, kinetic plenitude.” — RICHARD SILBERG, Poetry Flash