From "Chord": come the marrow-hours when he couldn't sleep, the boy river-brinked and chorded. Mud-bedded himself here in the root-mesh; bided. Sieved our alluvial sounds - "Romey's Order" is an indelible sequence of poems voiced by an invented (and inventive) boy-speaker called Romey, set alongside a river in the South Carolina lowcountry. As the word-furious eye and voice of these poems, Romey urgently records - and tries to order - the objects, inscape, injuries, and idiom of his 'blood-home' and childhood world. Sounding out the nerves and nodes of language to transform 'every burn-mark and blemish', to 'bind our river-wrack and leavings', Romey seeks to forge finally (if even for a moment) a chord in which he might live. Intently visceral, aural, oral, Atsuro Riley's poems bristle with musical and imaginative pleasures, with storytelling and picture-making of a new and wholly unexpected kind.
Atsuro Riley was brought up in the South Carolina lowcountry. His work has appeared in Poetry, Threepenny Review, and The McSweeney's Book of Poets Picking Poets. He has been awarded a Pushcart Prize and the Wood Prize from Poetry magazine.