“Looking back, I think the best two sentences in the book are: ‘Moses hit the rock. I hit Michael Dennis.’ Those are probably the two best sentences I have ever written or will ever write.”
—Harold Fickett
In the opening poem of Matthew Porto’s dazzling debut collection, we hear the voice of the recurring angel figure for the first time, commanding us to “Get used to the light.” That light—blinding, mysterious, unsettling, but occasionally illuminating—shows up again and again in Porto’s taut, elegant poems.
