"There is no end to this desert / or the playfulness of blackbirds" reads the opening two lines of Evans' extraordinary new collection, a fitting start for a book of poems that simultaneously mourns a past that can never be recovered and also finds regeneration and renewal in the act of creation. This image reveals one the book's central conceits: a quest for meaning in a dead and dying world, a journey at once playful and profound. For Evans, the act of writing is its own cenotaph, a marker that reminds us of what's lost while inspiring us with its careful artistic craftsmanship. ―Jeff Newberry, author of How to Talk About the Dead and Cross Country Two worlds inhabit Justin Evans' Cenotaph, 'one of flesh and one of bone.' When I think of an empty tomb I think of darkness, yet Cenotaph is full of light. In this elegiac, evocative...
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