Alive at the End of the World

The poems in this book made me feel glad to be alive in a world that feels like it’s ending. I loved how Jones situated personal grief within disasters of national and international scale; grieving a mother is as monumental as grieving a world. 

I also found it compelling how Jones consistently maintains a musical quality to the poems’ language. The first two lines of, 'Saeed, How Dare You Make Your Mother into a Prelude', are: "And then, night neons itself inside me / and I begin missing you in loud new ways.”

Multisensory with pleasing consonance, these lines… show more.

The best writers help reimagine what a book can be, and for me, Saeed Jones did just that with this book.

It’s billed as a poetry collection, but page after page, he pushes the boundaries of what a poem can say, how it can fill the page, and the shape it can take. There are free verse poems, prose poems, and poems as essays. There are straightforward experiences and more abstract retellings. There’s grief, identity, Blackness, and queerness woven throughout.

This book is so many wonderful things. In my view, this is a vital document of Black, queer, creative living.