Billy Mills reviews Jon Cone's Against Perfectionism & Other Poems and John Levy's Vast Spaces

Irish poet Billy Mills was good enough to provide first reviews of Jon Cone's Against Perfectionism & Other Poems (2025) and John Levy's Vast Spaces (2026) as part of an omnibus review (alongside Chris Turnbull's If/Then and Henry Gould's Mirror Lake) via Elliptical Movements. Thanks so much! Mills was even nice enough to review Levy's prior above/ground press title, which we also appreciate very much. You can see the full review here, or this excerpt, below:

Jon Cone is a Canadian poet living in Iowa and, if the work in Against Perfectionism & Other Poems is anything to go by, influenced by the New York School, a thought that came to me as I encountered poem titles like ‘The Stationary Engineer at Rest Ponders the World as an Inscrutable Theology of Material Influence’ and ‘The Exile Alive to the Etching of an Hour’, so I was pleased to encounter ‘A Poem for Frank O’Hara’ almost halfway in. To my surprise, it is the shortest poem in the pamphlet:

A Poem for Frank O’Hara

For I shall drink a warm Coke at noon
and trace lovingly
the cracked egg of the world.

Short as it is, this poem captures the humour and the sense of luminous triviality that suffuses much of the work gathered here. And that humour can be self-deprecating, as in ‘A Poem for Mother and Dather (after Tomaž Šalamun)’:

He’s ugly! His face is ugly! His body is ugly!
Ugly! Ugly! Ugly! Jonathan Cone is an awful poet
because he is an awful person and
when he goes for a sprightly march about
the compound of a summer’s dawn
mongrels will stand on hind legs to salute him
and feral cats will trail at acute angles behind.

This absurdist strain melds perfectly with what I called the luminous triviality at the heart of so much of the work here:

A Caffeinated Dream of Spring

The waitress brought us these beautiful white mugs.
They each had a single blue stripe just below the lip.
I mean the simplicity of that singular blue trail upon
that immaculate occasion of white. Then the waitress
poured lucidly from the coffee pot filling our mugs.
And the sound the coffee made was easy and so gentle.
Like the world was home and unsteady on our behalf.

This is one of the things poetry does; it takes the ordinary things and makes them extraordinary, if only the poet is willing to take a chance on seeming mundane. Cone takes that leap with gusto. The pamphlet’s title poem consists in the main of a recipe for a simple meal, salad and dessert. The poem then ends:

I don’t know if this would win any culinary awards. OK I admit
               I know it would not. But I don’t care. It tastes good to me,
& that is ultimately what matters because the world
might come crashing down any second now,
we don’t have time to be perfectionists in all we attempt or do.

Which strikes me as the perfect way to go about poetry in these insane times. Forget about the prizegivers, avoid the overly polished, make something that tastes good. And in these poems, Cone follows his own advice to perfect imperfection.

John Levy’s Vast Spaces is his second pamphlet from the prolific and always interesting Above/Ground Press. Like Cone, Levy has a fine eye for the everyday, but he is primarily a poet of community, and many of his poems are in the form of notes addressed to named friends and/or fellow poets, while others carry dedications. Here’s an example

Sky

for John Phillips

The turkey buzzard that circled above me twice this morning had
beautiful white on the underside of its black wings and a vividly red
beak and if it had been me up there I know I would have loved gliding
like that, not having to move my wings and not caring about the old
man below me looking up as if in the church without a roof that I’d
never enter.

Here, as so often in Levy’s work, close observation of the world opens out to a kind of social sense of what it is to live in that world, a set of interactions between the thing seen, the observing poet, the dedicatee and the reader that is redolent with a quiet sense of illumination. This is conversation raised to the level of art.

Some of the interactions are with strangers, others involve pets, and there’s a thread that runs through several of the poems concerning Levy’s learning to play the piano in his 70s, as in this note to another poet:

Note to Robyn Scheienz (August 9, 2025)

Bunny, our excitable little rescue terrier, barks
and barks, apparently furious at me
for stopping playing over and over
“Claire de Lune,” practicing

the sustain pedal, making mistakes and
correcting them, all of which maybe
he not only silently tolerated but
which intrigued him as much

as when he sits on one side of our French door
watching a lizard or, if he’s even luckier, a rabbit
or small bird, and yesterday that long black snake
like a living middle C elongated by a sustain pedal.

The almost casually conversational surface here serves to conceal the technical craft at work, the repetitions (barks and barks / over and over) enacting the practice, the forward propulsion created by line and stanza endings, the threads of assonance and alliteration that bind those same lines and stanzas together (read it aloud if you don’t believe me). All of which gently serves to convey the ‘meaning’, that to be human is to create, to make mistakes and learn from them, and create better, and that what we make well is as much a part of the world as a bird, rabbit or snake is.

This soft-spoken humanity is what Levy is about, in both senses of the word. His poetry is difficult to write about because the poems are so definitively what they are, complete and in no real need of comment. Read him.

some author activity: Mellis, Munson, Christie, Brockwell, Niespodziany + Levy,

Miranda Mellis is interviewed over at Tricycle; Jed Munson has new work up at the Chaudiere Books blog for National Poetry Month, as does Jason Christie (a poem for Stephen Brockwell), Benjamin Niespodziany has new work up at The Bulb Region; and John Levy has new work up at The Pi Review.

some author activity: Clayton, Niespodziany, Sikkema, Earl, Levy + MacEachern,

Conyer Clayton is included in the Canadian Poets Series over at Peripety and/or Tronies; Benjamin Niespodziany has two new poems up at HAD; Michael Sikkema has new work up at Antiphony; Amanda Earl has new visual poems up at talking about strawberries all of the time, where John Levy also has new visual collaborations with Shloka Shankar; and Jessi MacEachern has a new poem up at the Chaudiere Books blog for National Poetry Month.

new from above/ground press: Vast Spaces, by John Levy

Vast Spaces
John Levy
$6

YUKI
                                               for Angella Kassube

The Japanese word for snow, plus the name Angella gave her cat. When it snows in Minneapolis, the snow never completely fills the u in Yuki’s name. Nor the opening at the top of the Y. Both spaces are too vast, as is Yuki’s spirit, an immensity which animates her entire body and which Angella understands better than anyone when she looks into Yuki’s eyes.

published in Ottawa by above/ground press
February 2026
a/g subscribers receive a complimentary copy

cover photo by the author: “Half Moon Bay”

John Levy lives in Tucson. He is married to the painter Leslie Buchanan. His collection of poems, 54 poems: selected & new, was published by Shearsman Books in 2023. 

This is Levy’s second chapbook with above/ground press, after To Assemble an Absence (2024).

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John Levy wins the 2025 Shelley Memorial Award!

In case you hadn't heard, Arizona poet (and above/ground press author) John Levy has won the 2025 Shelley Memorial Award, presented by the Poetry Society of America and selected by Matthew Zapruder! Congratulations! Now, I hadn't heard of this thing either, but apparently it was established from the will of a Mary P. Sears to be "given to a living American poet selected with reference to genius and need," and named after poet Percy Bysshe Shelley (of course). Presented annually since 1930, prior winners include E.E. Cummings, Robinson Jeffers, Anne Sexton, Ruth Stone, Gwendolyn Brooks, Robert Creeley, Muriel Rukeyser, Jean Valentine, Alice Notley (another above/ground press author), Joyelle McSweeney, George Stanley (another above/ground press author), Rick Barot, Gillian Conoley, Evie Shockley, Shin Yu Pai and Arthur Sze [a full list of winners can be found here].

There are still copies, of course, of Levy's above/ground press title To Assemble an Absence (2024). Check out Levy's full bio (a new book forthcoming, by the way), a hefty "Judge's Citation" by Zapruder and a few Levy poems over at the Poetry Society of America link. Or, as Zapruder writes:

It’s a lucky joy to stumble across a poet and fall in love with their work. What a gift. When it happens, I always want to reach out and tell all my poet friends the good news. Look at all these new (to us) poems we get to read! When a student of mine, the poet Robyn Schelenz, sent me a few of John Levy’s poems, I found them to be so direct and open, honest, precise, generous, funny, kind, and for lack of a better word, natural, that I could not wait to read more, and to tell everyone I knew about them. It felt to me like what I am always searching for, often desperately, in poetry: the language totally unforced, but also casually precise and alive, as if some kind of precious thinking is happening right in front of me. Reading Levy’s poems felt, yes, a bit like coming across someone who had read and maybe even known the poets of the New York School, and who had absorbed their intelligence and joy and liberated way of moving around a poem, but without their sometimes exhaustingly arch knowingness. There is a youthful innocence to Levy’s poems, the kind of innocence you only truly achieve when you have been around a while, and know that as Rilke said, the way to be a poet is to act like it’s the first time not just you, but anyone, has seen anything. I think of what the (then young) Dylan sang: I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now. Combined with the dismayed comedy and genuine sorrow of a person who has had the privilege and misfortune to reside a while on earth, the poems feel like they are truly wise. I wonder if he, like me, also loves the philosopher poets of Eastern and Central Europe, and the attentive naturalists of the Tang. But other than all the poets and others he mentions in his poems, I actually have no idea really what John Levy reads or loves. I just know his poems bring me aforementioned joy, so rare these days. I am so grateful I was asked to judge this important prize from the Poetry Society, honoring a mid-career poet, whatever that is. As far as I am concerned, John Levy, whom I have never met, is one, for he must have been there for quite a while without me knowing, and he sure seems like he still has a lot to say. I am so happy I get to share his work with you all. I hope, and suspect, that you will get as much pleasure out of John Levy’s poetry as I do.

some author activity: Boughn, Schapira, Levy, Ross, Clayton, Barton + The Peter F Yacht Club,

Michael Boughn has a YouTube channel, by the way, in which he's been posting a variety of reading videos, including himself and Victor Coleman, etcetera; Kate Schapira writes about the LA wildfires; John Levy has a poem for Stuart Ross up at International Times; Simon Brown has translated poems by Conyer Clayton into French for Revue Watts; John Barton has a new poem up  at Identity Theory; and a stranger recently sent me a photograph of this Peter F Yacht Club hat he picked up in Montreal, asking if know where the real yacht club might be. I have no idea! I would love to know,

Billy Mills reviews John Levy's To Assemble an Absence (2024)

Irish poet Billy Mills was good enough to provide the first review for John Levy's To Assemble an Absence (2024) as part of a group review over at his Elliptical Movements. Thanks so much! You can read the original post here. As Mills writes:

John Levy’s To Assemble an Absence is just the kind of pamphlet I love to get; simple but attractive saddle-stitched, with a dozen poems spread over 17 pages of text representing a report from the front-line of Levy’s work. The absence of the title is, in the first instance, the poet’s late mother:

Mother, I keep trying.

In the title I say “an,” not
“Your.” You

titled me.

This concern with the precise word used, even, or especially, at the level of articles and pronouns, is typical of Levy’s method; he is a poet of small nuance for whom words, and their absences, matter.

Note to Dag T. Straumsvåg (May 5th, 2024)

There are plenty of words
that you will not find

in this note to you.

Let’s imagine pairs of them
on see-saws

around the world, in playgrounds

There are poems that mark both parents’ support for Levy’s early poetry, the lack (or absence) of a sister, and other intimate aspects of family life,  but Levy’s lens widens out to include a broader view of lost childhood:

Raining in Tucson

Rain fills the hollow toys in the front yard of former friends. That was years ago, when they weren’t former friends. That rain has been distributed now, by processes that existed long before toys and our lives, distributed far beyond Tucson, beyond Arizona. Maybe some of the rainwater in the plastic dump truck, for instance, has joined the ocean off the coast of Madagascar, near Sambava. I can still see the faded yellow plastic of the dump truck’s bed, near the dull red of the cab. That toy is surely in a landfill now. Buried deep, never again something a raindrop hits first.

From which I infer that absence is also part of the process; the past can never be recovered, but it can, in some sort, be recalled in words if, like Levy, you have that gift.

some author activity: MacEachern, Levy, Solomon, Smith, Dolman, Clayton + Baker,

Jessi MacEachern has new work up at the Spotlight series; John Levy has a new poem up at The Pi Review, as does Misha Solomon; Mahaila Smith answers some interview questions for Angry Gable Press; and AJ Dolman, Conyer Clayton + Jennifer Baker were interviewed yesterday on Friday Special Blend for their reading later today at the Kemptville Branch of the North Grenville Public Library.

some author activity: Armantrout, hanna, Boyle, Levy + Pakdel,

Rae Armantrout was recently interviewed by Parker Menzimer, now posted online at the Poetry Society of America website; Rusty Priske highlights an above/ground press title by natalie hanna as part of his ongoing reading list; Frances Boyle has a new poem online at The New Quarterly; John Levy is interviewed over at talking about strawberries all of the time ; and you saw Saba Pakdel is launching her latest above/ground press chapbook in Vancouver on November 15, 2024 as part of the Simon Fraser University Fall Poetry Salon, hosted by above/ground press author Geoffrey Nilson?

new from above/ground press: To Assemble an Absence, by John Levy

To Assemble an Absence
John Levy
$5

Raining in Tucson


Rain fills the hollow toys in the front yard of former friends. That was years ago, when they weren't former friends. That rain has been distributed now, by processes that existed long before toys and our lives, distributed far beyond Tucson, beyond Arizona. Maybe some of the rainwater in the plastic dump truck, for instance, has joined the ocean off the coast of Madagascar, near Sambava. I can still see the faded yellow plastic of the dump truck's bed, near the dull red of the cab. That toy is surely in a landfill now. Buried deep, never again something a raindrop hits first.

published in Ottawa by above/ground press
September 2024
a/g subscribers receive a complimentary copy

Cover photo: John Levy

John Levy lives in Tucson, Arizona with the painter Leslie Buchanan. He has published eight books of poetry and prose, plus 15 chapbooks. His most recent book is 54 poems: selected & new (Shearsman Books, 2023) and his most recent chapbook is Guest Book for People in My Dreams (Proper Tales Press).

To order, send cheques (add $1 for postage; in US, add $2; outside North America, add $5) to: rob mclennan, 2423 Alta Vista Drive, Ottawa ON K1H 7M9. E-transfer or PayPal at rob_mclennan (at) hotmail.com or the PayPal button at www.robmclennan.blogspot.com

some author activity: Levy, Webb, Robinson, Banks, Naughton + Smith,

forthcoming author John Levy is interviewed over at Touch the Donkey; Lindsey Webb is interviewed in the '12 or 20 questions' series; Elizabeth Robinson has new work up at Conjunctions; Chris Banks has a new essay up at The Woodlot; Katie Naughton has new work up at Still Point; and Mahaila Smith is interviewed via Chaudiere Books.

some author activity: Mc Donnell, Caporaso, Levy, Deutch, Unrau, Logan + Pirie,

Conor Mc Donnell has a new essay up at Chris Banks' new online journal, The Woodlot; Angela Caporaso and forthcoming author John Levy both have poems in the new issue of talking about strawberries all of the time; Amanda Deutch has new work at Warmly Zine; and Melanie Dennis Unrau, Nate Logan and Pearl Pirie each have new poems up at the Chaudiere Books blog as part of National Poetry Month!