“In Bassinet, Dan Rosenberg pries open a unique portal to fatherhood, an ecstatic realm composed of grit and grace, memory and meteorology. These sonically rich poems excavate language, offering resonance in ‘an imperative of shade, / the space between stars.’ Elegant in form, virtuosic in movement, this work invites us into compelling imaginative spaces where wonder and wisdom collide in astonishing ways. Bassinet is a stunning new offering from a keen lyric voice."

Kiki Petrosino, author of White Blood

“Alone in the half-light, I rock the bassinet. Or I remember rocking it, contemplating the half-light and the light breath of the infant so near me, the natural world of swirling grass, the living and the dead, what was and what might be. But that was then. Everything’s in focus now. Everything’s a breath. Dan Rosenberg has made a book that sends me spinning into whatever’s left of the world that isn’t noise yet. Some of it’s even beautifully un/disurbed —hard to believe, but it’s here in the book. Alone in the half-light, the bassinet rocks. Or, as I said, I remember it rocking as I read from the book until eventually, it was darkness. Eventually, it was evening, and the infant was a teenager. The infant and everything were lighter and heavier. I was still reading, but I was holding my breath. I am still holding my breath.”

Matt Hart