Winner of the 2014 A.M. Klein Prize for Poetry
A Boston Globe Best Poetry Book of 2014
A National Post Top Book of 2014
A finalist for the 27th annual Lambda Literary Awards
Winner of 2015 League of Canadian Poets' Pat Lowther Memorial Award
Winner of the 2015 ReLit Award for Poetry
All the gods know is destinations. I have raised
A glass, my eye, your hook. Let’s face it, the world
Is a shrinking place and hungry: too much grief
To feed. I ﬂoat away from you on hard
Covers. I step out on the stacked hours. Words
If they were soil how I would throw them back into the
Compost pile and wait for spring. Those ‘this is how
It is,’ speeches appear and later diamonds soft as bullets.
I went to the library looking to scaffold my thoughts.
Sure, now you say Lucretius. Intelligence is so often
Hindsight. Outside Holly Golightly’s townhouse
There are taxis. The end of me, or you, is of no concern.
Frederick Seidel anoints me with the head of his penis.
It is soft as a chamois and spreads like egg across my scalp.
MxT, or ‘Memory x Time,’ is one of the formulas acclaimed poet Sina Queyras posits as a way to measure grief. These poems mourn the dead by turning memories over and over like an old coin, by invoking other poets, by appropriating the language of technology, of instruction, of diagram, of electrical engineering, and of elegy itself. Devastating, cheeky, allusive, hallucinatory: this is Queyras at her most powerful.
Praise for MxT:
'Like the central conceptual apparatus, Queyras is smart and insightful in her work to expand and challenge the nature of language and poetry . . . Lend Queyras your ears, your minds, your hearts, your Time. She will reward you, repeatedly.' — The Rumpus
'A collection of gorgeous and cantankerous poems that ask testy questions of all contemporary poets, and for this, the book is a must-read.' — The Globe and Mail
'In MxT, Sina Queyras imagines the shape of grief if it could be contained in the plotted points of a graph. With metered rage, Queyras’s stanzas break down; even poetry, it turns out, is an imperfect technology for getting at what hurts about being alive.' — National Post
'This year's most devastating and enlightening Canadian poetry collection.' — Telegraph-Journal
'The energy is eclectic, even in its moments of stillness, of silence, there’s a tension of vitality. A strong, and confident collection, it has at its core a generosity of spirit.' — QWF judges Sue Elmslie, Sue Goyette and Daniel Zomparelli
Praise for Sina Queyras’s previous books:
'Eclectic engagements characterize Queyras's work, but any suggestion of characterization of her work immediately brings a morphing to something new, intelligent, and provocative ... Sina Queyras is a poet to read and reckon with.' – Lambda Literary Review
'As a poet, Queyras is secretly romantic, writing with lyricism and a voice that's unafraid of sentiment or emotion ... Queyras's words spark like pickaxes on old asphalt.' – Eye Weekly (on Expressway)