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Jullich’s ability to invoke and be laid subject to the uncanny motion of his own poems result in a work that is radically punctual and postponed; it has been made, but is always about begin. The reader will continually wait for his poems to go one way or another, observing their kinetic rest, left standing “for now.”
— Sean Reynolds for Jacket2
May 12, 2011
There is much more to be said of this astonishing book than I can put into this short review. If you want to read poetry that will fully engage you with wit, insight, and precise, inventive language, I highly recommend you get a copy of this book. It will not disappoint you.
— Eric Goddard-Scovel for the Sycamore Review
November 24, 2010
These are poems as performance. There are rather more actions than actors, their relative importance often pointed up with italics and exclamation marks. We develop a thirst for what is going on, without quite knowing what it is. Yet the poems are very precise about preciseness. They will wake you up.
— John Ashbery
It’s not strangeness alone that makes the book in your hands so uncanny. It’s that it is never redundant in its aesthetics or lacking minute particulars. I have known this bewilderingly precise poet for many decades. It is his gift to have put together a book that reads like a discontinuous stream, into which we step carefully and always into a pool of emotional questions. His is one of the most radical voices I have heard — and good for a new century.
— David Shapiro
Ashbery and Shapiro speak in different ways of Jeffrey Jullich’s “strangeness,” the quality Ashbery grows thirsty for, “without quite knowing what it is.” Both poets speak of the poet’s precision, while Shapiro adds the teaser of the “decades” during which Jullich has perfected his poetic production. Now lemme provide the California POV. We’re all variously trying to account for the apparent paradox of a writing so surprising and new, that has lain unnnoticed, like Moses in the bulrushes, for years and years, while lesser phenomena have clamored for our attentions, blazed and burnt out. I guess we weren’t ready, till now, for this, ah what do they call it? “Paradigm shift.”
— Kevin Killian
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