Momently

Savich (Daybed) delivers a profound meditation on life’s ephemeral nature in his ruminative fifth collection. These poems capture fleeting moments with a delicate, introspective touch, masterfully blending personal narratives with existential themes. “Given the shortness of life// it’s fine to act like it’s longer,” Savich writes in “featured totalities.” The volume boasts formal and stylistic variety, its language characterized by a rhythmic movement that mirrors the ebb and flow of time in memory: “The compass needle refines until// precision blurs” (“pew”). Savich’s use of white space and caesura slows the reader’s pace of reading, amplifying the meditative quality of these reflections. Lines such as “tell me about the leaves that turn green again// or another green and// never fall” (“scrap diamond”) are rich with sensory details that make transient states of being immersive. These evocative poems mine the complexities of existence and the personal and collective search for meaning. (Mar.)