Love in a Time of Robot Apocalypse

by Perez, David

• ISBN13: 9781935904243
• ISBN10: 1935904248
• Edition: 1st
• Format: Paperback
• Copyright: 2011-03-29
• Publisher: Write Bloody Publishing
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Summary

In his debut poetry collection, Love in a Time of Robot Apocalypse, David Perez takes snapshots of a world under collapse to show us the parts worth saving. His images activate a new way of seeing. The mundane is no longer insignificant- the nightmare no longer insufferable. Animated and imaginative, the poems salvage memories from the wreckage of the Challenger disaster, drink shots with the poltergeist haunting the local dive bar, and resurrect the wisdom in the harsh words of departed lovers. At times, Perez is terse and pragmatic. Love in a Time of Robot Apocalypse beckons us into dark corners in ways that let our eyes adjust, revealing a splendor we would have otherwise surely missed.

Author Biography

David Perez is an award-winning poet, author, and English composition professor at Ohlone College in Fremont, California. He is currently serving as the poet laureate of Santa Clara County, California. He is the author of the Write Bloody poetry collection, "Love in a Time of Robot Apocalypse," the Recipient of the Arts Council Silicon Valley Fellowship for Literary Art, a regular guest on NPR's Snap Judgment, and Voted 2012's "Best Author in the Bay" by SF Bay Guardian.

Excerpts

TO SHADOWBOXING by David Perez I think about you when real life is filled with bad dialogue. During work and repetitive sex, my attention drifts to you. Together we have learned how to give exactly as much as we receive. I share a balmy room with you and we cut the air as if we think something will bleed from it. There is a way of fearing age and fading beauty that only comes to men without children on quiet nights when the rent is paid. I am tired of spitting into the wind and feeling only air. We may never know the results of our kind words. Our arias will float over the heads in the crowd. But you travel at a certain speed, repeat an exact number of times. When we are together, you comb laughter from the hills. When we are apart, I remember your burn real as a wish in a fountain.