From the vantage point of his window on humanity’s breathlessly accelerating runaway train, Aaron Anstett records the fast receding frames as they flit by, and asks vital questions like “what now,” “how do you know,” and “why does God allow dry stuffing?” Yet the busily bopping, unpunctuated ribbon of his verse traces in meditative endlessness a shape outside itself, that of a vast engulfing silence.
Aaron Anstett’s previous collections are Insofar as Heretofore, Each Place the Body’s, No Accident, and Sustenance. Among other honors, his work has received the Nebraska Book Award, the Backwaters Prize, and the Balcones Poetry Prize, and he has served as a regional poet laureate, instituting a continuing program that places the work of local writers in waiting areas. He lives in Colorado with his wife, Lesley, and children.