The ultimate subject of Maya Catherine's stunning debut collection is violence. American Faith begins with its manifestation in our country: a destructive administration, a history of cruelty and extermination, and a love of firearms. "He owns a gun farm in Florida/they grow in swamps like chestnuts." The poet introduces a suite of poems that precisely imagines the consequences, a series of "cancellations"-of government, bees, the color wheel, the return to nature, and the end of the world. The violence naturally extends to the personal. The speaker's Romanian grandfather keeps wild dogs in case a man tries to steal his daughters. A godmother is psychologically erased by her tempestuous husband, who is nevertheless generous to flowers. "It's what happened inside her/that slouched." And what for some is routine can feel like an assault: a TSA agent wipes down a bra tucked in a traveler's suitcase, adding, "prettiest terrorist I've seen all day." Tentatively, the title poem casts light on the unexplored future, a solution that includes faith: "…the days, impatient, fresh beasts, appeal to me-You are here. You must believe in something."
"American Faith announces Popa as a debut poet whose compassion, intellect, febrile imagination, and sharp ingenuity set a new standard of literary radiance. It is wholly astonishing to read this artist (part heart-diviner, part brain surgeon) harkening her ancestors and making this poetry of witness, this powerful song of loss and rage and wonder and survival. That survival (memory, you crooked t
Brenda Shaughnessy
"In these striking, memorable pages we are reminded that violence, both public and private, is part of what it means to live in America today: 'A boy with a cricket rifle / kills his sister in Kentucky. / No teacher can show him / how to live with it.' Another poem announces, 'The government has been canceled.' The dictator 'drapes a medal over his shadow / then extradites the dead from purgatory.
Ilya Kaminsky
"Maya Popa's clear-eyed lyrics register with steady power a spectrum of 21st century violences as 'losses gracelessly accrue/without logic or pattern' and 'even the anchor/reading from a teleprompter/is surprised by what he has just had to say.' In poems that take on the devastating pressure of climate change, gun violence, and our threatened democracy, Popa uses her gift 'to anguish/and ascribe a
