Gin & Bleach

$3000 marketing and publicity budget Co-op available Advance reader copies available National advertising: Poets & Writers, Writer's Chronicle, Rain Taxi Review of Books Online/social media campaign: podcasts of music based on Wing's poems made available to online culture sites, bookstores, and review outlets; electronic postcard to Wing's contact list Excerpts in: Kenyon Review (interview planned to coincide) Bookseller promotions: special outreach to nontraditional venues in Kentucky including record stores, the Kentucky Museum of Art and Craft, 21c Museum Hotel Newsletter and catalog feature mailed to contacts on Sarabande database as well as Wing's contacts

Poems sprung from the brain of Wallace Stevens after an erotic dream about Miss Dickinson and breakfast with Mother Goose."My Reptile" Little frilléd lizard with your big mouth and your clutch of egg. Pure urge iguana —I wanna wanna wanna—heavy pet in a moist habitat. Your dewlap licks down my spine; your creep yearns, yearns your crawl, like a small machine that you rev and rev and rev until the engine floods. Gin and bleach: two clear liquids aiming for purity, bordering the toxic. Catherine Wing's poems are soaked in her cocktail, mixing doubt, loneliness, rough elbows, and razor focus. It riddles, aiming askew for a straight answer: how do we make our way through this world?