This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Nowhere Now Here by Charles Springer is a collection of prose poems that read and feel whimsical on the surface, with solid and brilliant imagery, but underneath this surface readers will be moved by undercurrents of grit and pathos. It’s a stand-out collection of ordinary lives and their seemingly ordinary moments made extraordinary.
Charles Springer’s Nowhere Now Here transports its readers on splendid carnival rides from the moon to the middle of nowhere and then ever so gently back home again.
- David Shumate, author of Table Scraps, Kimonos in the Closet, The Floating Bridge: Prose Poems and High Water Mark: Prose Poems
Imagine Max Jacob’s Dice Cup made love with Charles Simic’s Not The End of the World made love with Amy Gerstler’s Bitter Angel and then throw in some Jennifer L. Knox for fun. You are holding in your hands the offspring of this amalgamation of voices and tones and spirits. Except Charley Springer’s collection of prose poems, Nowhere Now Here, is its own Technicolor vision of the world and the heart. This book is a remarkable and singular thing unto itself. These prose poems are wild, wise, funny, and finger lickin’ good. You just want more. You just want to lick the sweet and sour of his trope off of your fingers so you can get all the flavor of his voice into your body and heart as deeply as possible. These poems make you want to last with them long into the nighttime because you know that Springer is the best spy, the best farmer, the best friend, the best person to dial the operator. These prose poems are the best prose poems and Nowhere Now Here is everywhere one time and always here right now, forever.
- Matthew Lippman, author of Mesmerizingly Sadly Beautiful
