THE INQUISITION YOURS

“Imagine a world in which identity is a question you ask of yourself. The world of Jen Currin’s most recent collection is such an inquisition. It is not in a state of ‘being,’ as was the twentieth-century world, but of reading and of being read. The Inquisition Yours is two worlds, splitting, always, into more. It is the world ‘you’ asks of ‘itself’ and the world in which it answers by assigning readings to take the place of texts, objects, selves and moments. It is a world full of delight and brilliant imagery.” Arc Poetry Magazine

“This is poetry about the numinous, the subtle and slightly esoteric ways of getting through days.” New Pages

“Currin creates alternative communities, whole neighbourhoods, ‘in the streets of this or that thought’ to connect political action against continual contemporary atrocities, with the potential that ‘You might move. You might move /someone.’” The Georgia Straight

HAGIOGRAPHY

“In essence, the poems are meant to disrupt our sense of reality, but the novelty of strangeness alone isn’t what gives Currin’s work its power. Her images are most memorable when they are emotionally evocative, as when she writes of leaving childhood behind: ‘Your shoes get too tight, / you forget, and the truth / as we know it / is worn away.’ Those lines are vivid and poignantly true to life.’” Toronto Star

“Some poets make beautiful, playful poems that remain coy and mysterious after reading and rereading. Jen Currin is of that kind.” Broken Pencil

“Her best poems read like dreams, full of pieces of ordinary life that have been transformed into mysterious messages.” Gloss Magazine

THE SLEEP OF FOUR CITIES

“She has created an enchanted universe—where senses quiver, and colors are so saturated, they’re almost hallucinogenic. But beauty draws the reader close, only to plunge into emotional risk: everything is transient and uncertain. Even nostalgia is uncomfortable, like ‘working…a new glove,’ as if memories had arrived in the wrong size… There’s no complacency here; Currin’s bold lyric poems startle readers awake.” Foreword Magazine

In The Sleep of Four Cities, you can let Currin’s language take you down alleys, over bridges and through gates, without a destination, and you are overtaken by surprise and variety.” BC Bookworld

“Currin’s poetry attends us, lighting the ball at midnight, where first love and first terror are arm-in-arm, waiting in their figurative, gesticulating disguises to welcome us to a primitive happiness.” Rain Taxi Review of Books