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Get Closer
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Expected 28 May 26In his latest collection, Ryan Van Winkle explores the themes of abandonment, imprisonment, generational incomprehension and the very notion of how we end up where we are.
The poet looks at his life through a lens – to get closer – to meditate on the anxieties and insecurities of a life, and how we remember and mis-remember, how memories and people can be difficult and at times hurtful to hold onto it. In reading this collection it becomes clear that although these recollections may be ordered, the emotions and impressions surrounding them are not.
The poet looks at his life through a lens – to get closer – to meditate on the anxieties and insecurities of a life, and how we remember and mis-remember, how memories and people can be difficult and at times hurtful to hold onto it. In reading this collection it becomes clear that although these recollections may be ordered, the emotions and impressions surrounding them are not.
112 pages, Mass Market Paperback
Expected publication May 28, 2026
About the author
Ryan Van Winkle
15 books16 followersRyan Van Winkle was born in New Haven, Connecticut. His debut collection, "Tomorrow,
We Will Live Here", was published by Salt in 2010. His second collection, "The Good Dark", won the Saltire Society’s 2015 Poetry Book of the Year award.
His poems have appeared in The American Poetry Review, Modern Poetry in Translation and New Writing Scotland. He was awarded the Jessie Kesson fellowship at Moniack Mhor in 2018.
We Will Live Here", was published by Salt in 2010. His second collection, "The Good Dark", won the Saltire Society’s 2015 Poetry Book of the Year award.
His poems have appeared in The American Poetry Review, Modern Poetry in Translation and New Writing Scotland. He was awarded the Jessie Kesson fellowship at Moniack Mhor in 2018.
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really beautiful, melancholy, rich work here… leaving the poem Mirror Selfie here:
No one in the hotel. No light
wandering with its clumsy shadow
up in the dusty lampshade.
That night the quiet doubled.
As if Silence was a mirror
facing another mirror.
No one in the hotel. No light
wandering with its clumsy shadow
up in the dusty lampshade.
That night the quiet doubled.
As if Silence was a mirror
facing another mirror.
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