Wholesale A Ribbon with No Tail, by Alana Solin

Poetry, chapbook, 36 pages, from Bottlecap Features. From the outset, “Like a ring / that hits the ground rolling,” A Ribbon With No Tail is athletic and precise. The strategy these poems employ does not leave them static; in fact, the opposite. Each poem grabs a cut edge and unravels, revealing: “The game is silken / scattered, alive. There is / a plan for me.” The speaker looks at the sun hidden behind her reflected silhouette, watches ink move in water, and plays The Sims, but beneath the banal these poems carve secrets with pattern and motion. Objects run together and emerge transfigured: “The door becomes a wing, / the room its battered crane, / & the drum a hum.