“The political arrives in pieces, settling across his sprawling poems like dew or debris. Berrigan has always matched his experimental drive with a personable quality.” ― Boston Globe Anselm Berrigan’s eighth collection of poems, Something for Everybody , is exactly as its title describes. Wide-ranging in forms, densities, and aesthetics―and written from numerous collaborations, prompts, and influences―these poems express poetry’s astonishing possibilities. At the same time, they evince this sin- gular poet’s consciousness in the here and now, as a family and community member looking at the seams of public life. For consciousness the world is décor: sentences cast about For bodies in the exuberant wobble factory Q-Bert believes In me in the dark to pass out and check yourself out gliding By storefront windows searching for a feeling no one’s felt In the last twelve seconds lathered with coeval nightmare Rhetoric of sociable extinction bashful as a wraith eking out A line of image extract to sprinkle on a plenty reeling mind. . . Anselm Berrigan is the editor of What is Poetry? (Just Kidding , I Know You Know): Interviews from the Poetry Project Newsletter (1983–2009) , and is the author of many books of poetry, most recently Come In Alone and Primitive State . From 2003 to 2007 he was Artistic Director of The Poetry Project at St. Mark’s Church. He is Co-Chair, Writing at the Milton Avery Graduate School of the Arts interdisciplinary MFA program and also teaches part-time at Brooklyn College. "Whether he's riffing like a jazz musician or clipping like a radio scanning through channels, Berrigan sets a surreal mood appropriate for increasingly apocalyptic and hallucinatory times . . . Berrigan is always up for an experiment, and his clever and deeply human work soothes as a balm against the irritations of daily life." Publishers Weekly As Berrigan puts the sense of magic spell back into the word charm, I sense somewhat of a post-punk ethos, as well as the Shakespearean Foole at his most linguistically complex. — Chris Stroffolino, Boog City “The political arrives in pieces, settling across his sprawling poems like dew or debris. Berrigan has always matched his experimental drive with a personable quality.”―Boston Globe "The textures here merge physical and personal space of the poem, the inner and outer, into a Beckettian kind of negation and distortion, simultaneously inventing and dismantling identity and context. . . . Cryptically and compellingly, Come In Alone beckons you to enter it, take hold of it, spin it, and never leave it alone."— Hyperallergic Anselm Berrigan is the editor of What is Poetry? (Just Kidding, I Know You Know): Interviews from the Poetry Project Newsletter (1983–2009) , as well as the author of several books of poetry: Something for Everybody (Wave Books, 2018), Come In Alone (Wave Books, May 2016), Primitive State (Edge, 2015), Notes from Irrelevance (Wave Books, 2011), Free Cell (City Lights Books, 2009), Some Notes on My Programming (Edge, 2006), Zero Star Hotel (Edge, 2002), and Integrity and Dramatic Life (Edge, 1999). He is also co-author of two collaborative books: Loading , with visual artist Jonathan Allen (Brooklyn Arts Press, 2013), and Skasers , with poet John Coletti (Flowers & Cream, 2012). His chapbooks include Pregrets (Vagabond Press, 2014), and Sure Shot (Overpass, 2013). He is the current poetry editor for The Brooklyn Rail , and co-editor with Alice Notley and Edmund Berrigan of The Collected Poems of Ted Berrigan (U. California, 2005) and the Selected Poems of Ted Berrigan (U. California, 2011). A member of the subpress publishing collective, he has published Selected Poems of Steve Carey (2009) and Your Ancient See Through by Hoa Nguyen (2002). From 2003-2007 he was Artistic Director of The Poetry Project at St. Mark’s Church, where he also hosted the Wednesday Night Reading Series for four years. He is Co-Chair, Writing at the Milton Avery Graduate School of the Arts interdisciplinary MFA program, and also teaches part-time at Brooklyn College. He was awarded a 2015 Process Space Residency by the Lower Manhattan Cultural Council, and in 2014 he was awarded a Robert Rauschenberg Residency by the Robert Rauschenberg Foundation. He was a New York State Foundation for the Arts fellow in Poetry for 2007, and has received three grants from the Fund for Poetry. He lives in New York City, where he also grew up. What the streets look like Mom: the sweet rotted summer stench still taps the nasal cavity inside breezes several times per block. I have a greater empathy for pigeons after two months at work in the unnatural country, & find it instinctively nerve- wracking to remove my wallet from its pocket here in town despite the general lack of threat. The streets look grey non-plussed, post- pubescent relative to ancient times but nonetheless grid-wizened in the face of an ever- changing lineup of banks,