?In ?Heritage,? a fierce poem dedicated to an Iranian woman executed for killing the man attempting to rape her, award-winning poet Akbar proclaims, in books love can be war-ending/?in life we hold love up to the light/ to marvel at its impotence. Yet if real-life love is disappointing (The things I?ve thought Ive loved/ could sink an ocean liner), Akbar proves what books can do in his exceptional debut, which brings us along on his struggle with addiction, a dangerous comfort and soul-eating monster he addresses boldly (thinking if I called a wolf a wolf I might dull its fangs). His work stands out among literature on the subject for a refreshingly unshowy honesty; Akbar runs full tilt emotionally but is never self-indulgent. These poems find the speaker poised between life?s clatter and rattle, wanting to retreat (?so much/ of being alive is breaking?) yet hungering for more (?Im told what seems like joy/ is often joy). Indeed, despite his acknowledged disillusion and his failings (?my whole life I answered every cry for help with a pour), he has loved, and an electric current runs through the collection that keeps reader and writer going. VERDICT Excellent work from an important new poet.?—Barbara Hoffert, Library Journal, STARRED review?Akbar has what every poet needs: the power to make, from emotions that others have felt, memorable language that nobody has assembled before.? —Steph Burt, The Yale Review?John Berryman and James Wright (and his son Franz Wright) haunt Calling a Wolf a Wolf, but Akbar also has a voice so distinctly his?tinted in old Persian, dipped in modern American, ancient and millennial, addict and ascetic, animal and more animal. In the end, nothing brings man?human or man?down to Earth more than the kingdom of flora and fauna.? ?Porochista Khakpour, Virginia Quarterly ReviewKaveh Akbar has evolved a poetics that (often) suggests the infinite within each object, gesture, event. The smallest thing in these poems pushes one up against something intractable and profound. Surface and depth constantly turn into each other. Narrative, the dilemmas of personal history and anguish are handled with equal sophistication. Odd, for an apocalypse to announce itself with such bounty. This is bounty, an intensely inventive and original debut.? ?Frank Bidart, author of Metaphysical Dog and Watching the Spring FestivalThe struggle from late youth on, with and without God, agony, narcotics and love is a torment rarely recorded with such sustained eloquence and passion as you will find in this collection. —Fanny HoweThis highly-anticipated debut boldly confronts addiction and courses the strenuous path of recovery, beginning in the wilds of the mind. Poems confront craving, control, the constant battle of alcoholism and sobriety, and the questioning of the self and its instincts within the context of this never-ending fight.From Stop Me If Youve Heard This One Before: Sometimes you just have to leavewhatevers real to you, you have to clompthrough fields and kick the caps offall the toadstools. Sometimesyou have to march all the way to Galileeor the literal foot of God himself before you realizeyouve already passed the place whereyou were supposed to die. I can no longer rememberthe being afraid, only that it came to an end.Kaveh Akbar is the founding editor of Divedapper. His poems appear in The New Yorker, Poetry, APR, Tin House, Ploughshares, PBS NewsHour, and elsewhere. The recipient of a 2016 Ruth Lilly and Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Fellowship from the Poetry Foundation and the Lucille Medwick Memorial Award from the Poetry Society of America, Akbar was born in Tehran, Iran, and currently lives and teaches in Florida.

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Kaveh Akbar is the founding editor of Divedapper. His poems appear recently or soon in The New Yorker, Poetry, APR, Tin House, PBS NewsHour, and elsewhere. He is the author of Calling a Wolf a Wolf (Alice James 2017) and the chapbo