**** UPDATE: it appears the supply chain is in really bad shape and because of this, the book won’t be available until February. I’m sorry about this, believe me. If you ordered the book to give away for Christmas, contact me. (twitter: @annettecboehm / insta: same) ****
It’s publication day, finally! Welcome to the world, little book. To whet your appetite, I made a little recording of the title poem, which you can watch here: https://youtu.be/CAaWzQbPzOQ (That poem originally appeared in Typo magazine btw.) Parts of the manuscript were workshopped at the Sewanee Writers Conference, and a number of poems appeared in journals on both sides of the Atlantic. New Rivers Press is a university teaching press, so many people have had a hand in getting this manuscript into print. I am grateful to everyone who has helped make this happen. To get your own copy, go here: https://www.spdbooks.org/Products/9780898234060/the-apidictor-tapes.aspx
If you’re ordering from outside of the US, use promo code “INTNTL” for 10% off your order!
There will be a Zoom reading on Dec. 6th, watch this space for details.
Here’s some of the advance praise this book has received:
Annette C. Boehm’s new book, THE APIDICTOR TAPES, rather than concentrating on the hackneyed hum of things as so much of recent poetry does, homes in on particulars. Each poem is fused by a precise imagery one seldom sees these days. As Boehm says in ‘The Glass Transition,’ every bone in the body is ‘a fulgurite, seeded by lightning.’ That is just how tightly fused every poem in the collection stands. Her language will leave you chilled with its ‘perfect clarity’ of image and meaning—and with no abstractions marring its brilliance. — Jim Barnes
From an elegiac ‘translation’ of the Narwhal, to sharp-witted interrogations of social cues, to poems that interrogate an era of school shootings, drones, and robots, the poems and personae of THE APIDICTOR TAPES range and explode from their beautiful concision. Annette C. Boehm is an extraordinary poet whose imagination and lyrical control are brought in gorgeous tension through crystalline images and vital turns. Each poem in this collection is a surprise, an arrow, an angled truth.— Rebecca Morgan Frank
In this fine new collection, Annette C. Boehm brings to the pages a powerful aesthetic sensibility, married to a decidedly curious and scientific inclination. She has an ear for the sounds of natural and mechanical beasts—the book resounds with ‘click-trains’ and static, murmur and buzz, often in the service of exploring what it means to know, what it means to have and manipulate information. She writes fluidly of the fluidity of many things, which by a ‘strange alchemy’ equals human fragility, and also beauty. The book surprises on every page, exhibiting the ‘strange alchemy’ of poetry itself that only the best poets are able to accomplish. — Sidney Wade
Annette C. Boehm 