And Those Ashen Heaps That Cantilevered Vase of Moonlight

<p>Part protest against reality, part metaphysical reckoning, part internationale for the world-historical surrealist insurgency, and part arte povera for the wretched of the earth, Lynn Xu''s book-length poem, <em>And Those Ashen Heaps That Cantilevered Vase of Moonlight</em>, holds fast to our fragile utopias. Under the auspice of birth and the contingency of this beginning, time opens: ecstatic, melancholy, and defiant, the voices of the poem flicker between life and death, gorgeous and gruesome, visionary and intimate.</p>