Fear’s Orphanage from Where it Goes

Read these poems. In Where it Goes Martina Reisz Newberry flips crackpot on its head, turning over clichés as inconsequence becomes an attribute. They put you in the street and in the heat where you have to choose between illegitimate and graceful existence, where even the brave walk the fine line between sanity and delusion. You’ll think of redefining norms and questioning values as only poetry can lead you to do. “With intense human vulnerability and wondrous irony,” said Anne Tammel, I believe this is Martina Newberry at her best.

Where it Goes, Fear's Orphange

Take a good look; waht do you see?


Martina Reisz Newberry’s most recent book is Where it Goes. She is also author of Learning by Rote(Deerbrook Editions 2012), What We Can’t Forgive, Late Night Radio, Perhaps You Could Breathe for Me, Hunger, After the Earthquake: Poems 1996-2006, Not Untrue & Not Unkind (Arabesques Press) and Running Like a Woman With Her Hair on Fire: Collected Poems, (Red Hen Press).

Ms. Newberry is the winner of i.e. magazine’s Editor’s Choice Poetry Chapbook Prize for 1998: An Apparent, Approachable Light. She is the also the author of Lima Beans and City Chicken: Memories of the Open Hearth —a memoir of her father—published by E.P. Dutton and Co. in 1989. She has written four novels and several books of poetry, has been included in Ascent Aspirations first hard-copy Anthology and has been widely published in literary magazines such as: Amelia, Ascent Aspirations, Bellingham Review, Blessed Are These Hands, Cape Rock, Connecticut Poetry Review, Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, i.e., Piedmont Literary Review, Southern Review of Poetry, Touchstone, Women’s Work, Yet Another Small Magazine, and others. She was granted three residencies at the following colonies: Yaddo Retreat for Artists, Djerassi Resident Artists Program, and the Anderson Center at Tower View-Red Wing, Minnesota.


You can read reviews and see some of the faces of the reviewers on Martina’s blog here.

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