Jaswinder Bolina

poetry and other artifacts

The Tallest Building in America

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Throughout The Tallest Building in America, Jaswinder Bolina weaves lyric incantations. “I’ll be dead in Chicago in 1978 / and dead in Paris in 1938 and dead in Aleppo in 2013,” he says in “Second Variation on a Theme by Cesar Vallejo”; and, in “Texting the Beloved,” “but I don’t pull over I go / faster past radar patrols and dashboard cams past local law / and local trooper and those sexless analysts at the NSA.” His poems have an uncanny ability to be both public and personal simultaneously, concerned with everyone or just you, and that’s a terrific achievement.

Christopher Louvet