Winter-walking-largeBy which we mean, Max Winter’s long-awaited second collection of poetry is now among us. Walking Among Them, that is. Courtesy of Subpress (who are now on FB).

Max Winter’s poems are full of the permission of comedy and the precision of laughter. He is urbane, witty, and a New York poet, though that appellation doesn’t capture his eccentric grace, or his way of slipping to the center of another world by anaphora. He is one head of the perennially new generation of surrealists, infra-sub-realists, visceral as John Ashbery; what matters to both is drawing of the body, exploration of a mind. Such play is a foretaste of Heaven.

—David Shapiro

Read a poem from Walking Among Them that appeared here in Verse Daily.

Max Winter’s first book, The Pictures, was published by Tarpaulin Sky Press in 2007. He has published reviews in The Boston GlobeThe New York Times, The San Francisco Chronicle, and elsewhere. He is one of the poetry editors of Fence Magazine, and he co-edits the press Solid Objects.