Third full-length collection from NEA Fellow Ann Townsend; Strong candidate for academic course adoption (Ann is a professor); Ann is a recipient of the Poets & Writers/Barnes & Noble Writers for Writers Award, the Pushcart Prize, the Virginia Colony for the Creative Arts Fellowship, The Bread Loaf Writers Conference Fellowship, ; Ann's last poetry collection with Sarabande received stellar reviews and was featured in Ms. Magazine; Ann has close connections to Poetry and Kenyon Review; Strong female audience anticipated.
Publisher: Sarabande Books, Incorporated
Number of pages: 72
Weight: 136 g
Dimensions: 213 x 140 x 10 mm
The New York Times, "New & Noteworthy"
"[S]harp, spare, quick-moving poems."
"With elegant language and turbulent feeling, this collection tracks the course of desire."
-The New York Times
"Ann Townsend has borrowed her title, Dear Delinquent, from Edna St. Vincent Millay's method of addressing her lover, Salomon de la Selva. The lyric eroticism in this book, however, is Townsend's alone, a volume of allowed and disallowed passions, a painfully precise investigation of love, probed, categorized, and dissected by Townsend's disciplined, sharply delicate lyric stylus."
-Laverne Frith, New York Journal of Books
"'Dear Delinquent' was Edna St Vincent Millay's address to her lover, and Townsend's newest collection-by turns erotic and elegiac-continues in Millay's passionate lyric tradition. Full of the sensual delights, Townsend explores the (sometimes uneasy) ways in which heartache lives alongside pleasure. A child's joyful maturation alleviates the tragedy of a lost child, the powerful undertow of sex supersedes the hurt of infidelity. Like the mare who 'only knows the present tense,' we rally, 'testing with [our] teeth' the flimsy boxes that attempt to hold us."
"Ann Townsend's latest poetry collection, Dear Delinquent, is such a smart and moving book. The poems have a tender, contrary, emotional and intellectual discipline-silvery and cool in their precise, elegant surfaces, but full of pathos, too, and thrumming with an erotic shiver throughout. In a world of chatty, slack-lined poems, Townsend is able to conjure truths with masterful restraint. This is one of the best books of poetry I've read in years."
"Elegance. What is it? It's beauty so sharp it cuts. Thus, the phrasal energy of Ann Townsend's Dear Delinquent, a book driven by the messiest of human experiences: desire. Making of the heart an infidel, turning illicit lovers into 'butterflies self-immolating/on the compost heap.' These are poems of brutal honesty and incredibly fluid linguistic movement: take for example 'Doll,' where the lover writes to his wife with the speaker in the room: 'Nothing happening/here, he says, / smiling. /And Nothing/steps forward, /into his arms.' The stiletto twists a little in the gut."