"A Row of Wild Flowers charts a young man’s love affair—alternating moments of elation, doubt, and wild rapture—without hesitation or embarrassment. It’s a brave book that walks where angels fear to tread. " ~ Aram Saroyan ~ a novel of poetic flashes that reads like watching a film trailer a meeting , an affair , love , maybe a wedding -- a honeymoon , a separation , a longing , desire , erotic , a delight , a collection of fragments , a romance , an experiment , a novel ...? Christopher-Calvin Pollard's debut book takes the earth & sky, flesh & soul, and raw eroticism as soil for the memory garden he is tilling -- a story of the moments that are etched into love's history. “These spare, delicious poems, filled with lust, and adoration, explore as well love’s sad underbelly, with its loss, self-doubt, and occasional despair. "Such gorgeous poems as ‘the best part of the sun /frames /her wild body as she gazes /out the window’ sidle up to ‘i want /them /to cum/just from /watching /us/eat,’ and ‘every surface becomes a new mattress’ (one of my favorite lines in the collection). "a row of wild flowers explores love in all its earthiness, discovery, and confusion. It is a celebration of a love that goes hot, cold, wild, passionate, and dark by turns. It takes the reader on a ride that flirts with life and death, and ends up a winner.” ~ Alexis Rhone Fancher, author of How I Lost My Virginity To Michael Cohen & Other Heart Stab Poems, poetry editor, Cultural Weekly ~ "A master of paradox in the erotic dream realm." ~ Robert Dean (poet) ~ "Mr. Pollard is struggling to keep making a poet of himself. For your information, all genuine poets are." ~ Gordon Lish ~
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