A vast Sargasso sea of plastic fragments the size of a continent has been discovered in the Pacific Ocean. How do we go about living in what Evelyn Reilly defines as “our infinite plasticity prosperity plenitude” and still have room for poetry? Styrofoam might just show us how to do this. It’s a wonderful, mad, challenging itinerary. —John Ashbery
FORTHCOMING: Having Broken, Are will be published Fall 2023 by BlazeVOX Books.
Styrofoam, Roof Books, 2009
Styrofoam is a piece of functional social anatomy ranging from roadkill to the ecstasy of Saint Teresa, effortlessly sweeping up everything from thermoplastics to cancer cells as if they were the dice tossed by a vast, remote croupier. You don't so much read a book like this as feel it strapped onto your brain like a phantom limb. Reilly's Styrofoam adds its length to the irrigation tubing pioneered by Raymond Queneau's script (in alexandrines) for Resnais' film The Song of Styrene, and Christian Bok's Crystallography—works of a collective and onrushing 'celluloid paranoid cornucopia.'" -—Jed Rasula
Apocalypso, Roof Books, 2012
Evelyn Reilly's Apocalypso floats a cobbled kind of futurist voyage that moves by belief and uncovered loss to quickly deliver an overwhelming sensation (allegory) that as in Tarkovsky's Solaris we are on this journey too and have no hope (and want none) of getting off it. Turning these pages we discover that the museum of the future is a ship and Evelyn Reilly is scribbling our fate." — Eileen Myles