Eileen R. Tabios is a poet working in multiple genres and in-between. She also loves books by writing, reading, publishing, critiquing, romancing and advocating for them. This blog will feature her bibliophilic activities with posts on current book engagements and links to her books and projects related to books.

Thursday, November 3, 2016


THE OPPOSITE OF CLAUSTROPHOBIA: Prime's Anti-Autobiography is a 2017 release but it is now available through KFS, my British publisher, for 12 pounds (just over $14) shipped worldwide. 8 pounds if you're a U.K. resident. (Click HERE for ordering info.) As KFS is a new publisher for me and I want to support their decision, I'm also making an offer that if you order this book, I'd be happy to send you another of my (in print) other books free. Just let me know by Comment or email.
And thanks to Nico Vassilakis for that fabulous cover image!
Here's the publisher's release:
Eileen Tabios's The Opposite of Claustrophobia is out now. This is what Eric Gamalinda & Jesse Glass have to say about it:
Startling, not just for the method but for the lines of breathtaking beauty resulting from it. These poems are tender, wistful and humorous, an incantatory catalogue that is spiritually tethered to the body and the earth, where everything is vital and important, and incites wonder, melancholy, and gratitude.— Eric Gamalinda
While Georges Perec famously gave us a work of literature that began “I remember…”, Eileen Tabios gives us a very human sounding algorithm that lists for us what “I” has forgotten. In the backgrounds of paintings like those of Lucas Cranach, Bosch, Durer, Da Vinci, are castles, ruins, caverns. Each one is an invitation, a window into which I’d like to peer. In just such a way each of the lines of Tabios’ new work is an invitation to seek within the sfumato for a miniature clarity—sometimes the blinding light of a furnace, sometimes an old movie set swarming with quotation marks, sometimes lines that, with their specificity, invite us to linger and to imagine the margins full of novels, short stories, memoirs of: “Marisa peeling the skin from a blue-boned fish…Luisa who squatted beside betel-chewing crones with crooked front teeth, and Marjorie who swallowed the scarless sky over Siquijor.” Some lines are mere rungs for the hands and feet of angels and these I recommend to you most of all.
— Jesse Glass 
Check it out at http://knivesforksandspoonspress.co.uk/theoppositeofcla.html

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