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  • The American Poetry Review

    First Editions from Winners of the APR/Honickman First Book Prize

    Jan 01, 2019 1 minute

    2016 • Heather Tone, Likenesses

    selected by Nick Flynn

    “ is an origin myth, in that it attempts to create the world by naming it. But it’s too late in the game to—something else. Or many somethings elses…. It happens in real time … as one thing transforms, word by word, into another thing. How we are transformed, reading them.” —Nick Flynn

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