The inaugural title in our chapbook series is Jacques J. Rancourt's In the Time of PrEP. Rancourt is the author of Novena, winner of the Lena-Miles Wever Todd prize (Pleiades Press, 2017). He has held poetry fellowships from the Wisconsin Institute for Creative Writing, the Cité Internationale des Arts in Paris, and Stanford University, where he was a Wallace Stegner Fellow. His poems have appeared in The Georgia Review, Kenyon Review, Missouri Review, New England Review, Ploughshares, and Virginia Quarterly Review, among other journals, as well as in Best New Poets.
Of the collection, Eduardo C. Corral (author of Slow Lightning, winner of the Yale Younger Poets Prize) writes, “In this country, AIDS is no longer a quick death sentence. Jacques J. Rancourt, born the year AZT was released, makes visible its wreckage in the present. The plague years—queer bodies kissed by death and public scorn—shadow the speaker as he cruises, travels, and marries. Rancourt's language is finely chiseled, attentive to the spiritual and the carnal. Each poem reminds us to live, to remember.”
The inaugural title in our chapbook series is Jacques J. Rancourt's In the Time of PrEP. Rancourt is the author of Novena, winner of the Lena-Miles Wever Todd prize (Pleiades Press, 2017). He has held poetry fellowships from the Wisconsin Institute for Creative Writing, the Cité Internationale des Arts in Paris, and Stanford University, where he was a Wallace Stegner Fellow. His poems have appeared in The Georgia Review, Kenyon Review, Missouri Review, New England Review, Ploughshares, and Virginia Quarterly Review, among other journals, as well as in Best New Poets.
Of the collection, Eduardo C. Corral (author of Slow Lightning, winner of the Yale Younger Poets Prize) writes, “In this country, AIDS is no longer a quick death sentence. Jacques J. Rancourt, born the year AZT was released, makes visible its wreckage in the present. The plague years—queer bodies kissed by death and public scorn—shadow the speaker as he cruises, travels, and marries. Rancourt's language is finely chiseled, attentive to the spiritual and the carnal. Each poem reminds us to live, to remember.”
