Bloom & Other Poems

I found some of Xi Chuan’s poetic incantations mind-blowing, even exhilarating.

I was nowhere near China when I read Bloom last summer. Yet, the book transported me in a whirlwind to its throbbing cities. I danced to their rhythms, became party to the contradictions of modern life and to the ambiguities of being Chinese in the twenty-first century.

The poet has such a way with words, which gush seemingly unrestrained onto the page, telling of a place in the throes of tubulent change.