The Inside of an Apple

"If you take a broad squint at our nation's new poets you can find two general strategies: poets who are carrying the torch, and poets who are using it to start fires. And then we have Joshua Beckman. He seems to be doing everything."—Daniel Handler, *The Believer* "Beckman . . . does the incredible work of writing poems full of desire, for a world in the midst of radical upheaval."—*Publishers Weekly* (starred review for *Take It*) Joshua Beckman is at his most immediate, attentive, and available in *The Inside of an Apple*. Beckman's latest collection of sincere, spare poems invites the reader to experience a revelation of consciousness and a generosity of spirit. *Let my still dark soul be music. A made whistle floating out a window arranged.* Some little thing fell and I picked it up and up it kept on going. Eight dead stars make a sickle, and the earth is covered in grass. **Joshua Beckman** is the author of nine books, including collections of poetry, translations, and collaborations. He is the recipient of numerous awards, including a NYFA fellowship and a Pushcart Prize. He lives in Seattle and New York.