"In Danielle Vogel’s heartbreakingly gorgeous The Way a Line Hallucinates Its Own Linearity, she digs underneath the skin of the body, language, and the book, to scratch toward a haunting absence. To tend to and hold that absence—to stroke it—requires Vogel’s patient yet urgent series of utterances. A vibrational pull that won’t let us go results, a crackling cry in the ache of night, a sensate break into another sphere, a lit passion, a new blues. Yes to these poems’ redemptive resilience, their fracture and their blur. Yes, yes, yes. I am reminded of why we need poetry."

 

-Dawn Lundy Martin

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"In this book, Danielle Vogel reveals language as a pattern that creates the page out of syntax. In this way, poetry is a séance between reader and writer; an encounter in which space is created so breathing can happen. If words can heal, this exquisite and careful book opens language to its capacity to create space, breath, and unconscious resources. It is a remarkable contribution to contemporary poetry and its luminous mindbody connectivities."

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-Kristin Prevallet

 

"How does language reside in our bodies? In the stunning second volume of her trilogy, Danielle Vogel vivifies the ineffable qualities of language and writing in our bodies. Language has great affective power even at the scale where “all letters are occupied by touch,” and these three long poems perform a reparative interrogation whose premise might be situated in her lucid observation that “We hold language and language holds us.” Vogel is doing semiotic soulwork here, excavating memory to tell us how we are bound by even the silences between the paragraphs we imprint onto art and the world. After reading this collection you won’t be able to use language without reckoning how it extends your body into a vast network of connection and sound."

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-Carmen Giménez Smith