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\u003cp\u003eA spun radio dial passing clean through poetry. A stuttering loop of Endgame recorded by Stockhausen, remixed by Kraftwerk. The chatter of minotaurs and metadata. Transmissions from far-off futures or new pasts, recordings from a recoded present topped off with a cherry. Evel Knievel, above it all, mysterious, forever taciturn. \u003cem\u003eMission Creep\u003c/em\u003e comes on with the inferno of apocalyptic prophecy and melts on your tongue like the last snowflake of a nuclear winter.\u003c/p\u003e \u003cp\u003ePraise for Joshua Trotter:\u003c/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e'Joshua Trotterâs long-awaited debut is here, and itâs every bit as good as weâd hoped. His poems have the one makerâs mark of authenticity that absolutely cannot be faked: a fresh style that holds novelty and tradition in creative tension. ... By turns funny and terrifying, airy and claustrophobic, non-representational and razor-sharp, Trotter is stock to buy early and hold.'\u003cbr /\u003e â \u003cem\u003eNational Post\u003c/em\u003e (on \u003cem\u003eAll This Could Be Yours\u003c/em\u003e)\u003c/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e'A miracle of meter and meteorology'\u003cbr /\u003e â Poetry Foundation (on \u003cem\u003eAll This Could Be Yours\u003c/em\u003e)\u003c/p\u003e |
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