Ghost, like a Place
Ghost, like a Place
Iain Haley Pollock
". . . Pollock delivers moments of levity, lyric beauty, and a creeping melancholy that lend his work its distinct atmosphere."
—Publishers Weekly
September 2018
ISBN: 9781938584954
Available in both print and digital formats.
Iain Haley Pollock is the author of two poetry collections, Ghost, Like a Place (Alice James Books, September 2018) and Spit Back a Boy, which won the 2010 Cave Canem Poetry Prize. His poems have also appeared in American Poetry Review, The Baffler, and The New York Times Magazine, among other publications. Pollock teaches English at Rye Country Day School in Rye, NY, and is a member of the poetry faculty at the Solstice MFA program of Pine Manor College. In addition, he serves as poetry editor at Solstice Literary Magazine.
Additional Praise:
"[Ghost, like a Place] delights frequently with eruptions of extraordinary tenderness, intimacy, and beauty. . . [A] gorgeous collection of complex poetry."
—New York Journal of Books
“Iain Pollock has a slow, steady hand that’s fine tuning the pentatonic chambers where whole and half notes of the heart glisten the world. This Ghost, like a Place is a phantasm of small psalms settling into territory familiar with new beginnings and bearing ragged, but revealing truths.”
—Tyehimba Jess, author of Olio, winner of the 2017 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry
“Iain Pollock’s eye is guided by passion—a passion for the city and street life, and the hard facts of individual lives amidst the violence and turmoil of American life today. But given this material, and contrary to what Derek Walcott once called the ‘standard elegiac,’ his poems never moralize or forsake complexity of feeling. His ear for idiom is pitch perfect, and the forward drive of his syntax embodies an undeluded but fundamentally hopeful vision about remaking the world.”
—Tom Sleigh
“The ghosts that haunt Iain Haley Pollock’s poems have substance. Some have names: Tamir. Rex. Emmett. Black boys of Philadelphia. Their voices are ‘the chattering of crows in a distant sycamore.’ There is awe in these voices, and self-deprecation, and lament. Most—despite the fact that there is little comfort to offer here—there is a faith in the body, in humanity, to bear its burdens. Read Ghost, like a Place, and ‘know, finally, the rapture and wildness of belief.'”
—Meg Kearney
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