The latest issue of Devil’s Lake reviews Lisa Fay Coutley’s poetry collection In the Carnival of Breathing, and raves “Nearly all of her poems crackle with assonance and internal rhyme, and she’s a crack shot at crafting lines you wish you had written. Whether it’s her unexpected imagery (“My lake / learned early to rest the needle without a scratch”), her enviable skill at making profanity sonically beautiful (“his boots resoled & restitched. But fuck it”), or her control of the line (“And so it begins, with a slap on the ass”), there’s much to admire in this collection.” We agree! Read the entire review here, and buy your copy of In the Carnival of Breathing here.
