Announcing The Publication of “UnInvented Ear” by Leon Fedolfi.


I prefer to let other insightful readers (and reviewers) tell our followers about a book we are publishing. When the publisher of a book works to convince you the read is worth your while, there is always the risk of the sound of sales. In this case though I want to encourage our readers myself to buy and read this book. Leon Fedolfi is surely one of my favorite poets. He would be on that special shelf with Whitman, Williams, Bukowski, Creeley, Stafford, Ashberry, (a few others) if my library weren’t such a mess. James Fedolfi is a unique poet with language and imagery and understanding that can twist you around with its fine expression. “How did I get here this way!” I love it when I read poems and have to struggle to get my feet back under me. Enjoy!

— Henry Stanton, Poet, Painter, Publisher

Fedolfi’s book is a strange, potent, and dangerous demolition packet, carefully constructed to raze the usual artificial structures that we think our minds need to make sense of the world… He doesn’t waste time with the often petty, transient concerns of the small, subjective self, but is always concerned with the larger, collective questions of being human.

— Dave Sims, Editor, The Raw Art Review

In Uninvented Ear: Selected Poems, Leon Fedolfi conducts a symphony of sound and image with a magical lyricism in which “bird wings recur into birds.” These poems explore a hint of the quotidian long enough to carry us “where astronaut owls/see beyond the moon.” They persist on naming what is beautiful even while their “feet are hurting like new teeth.” They pulse with war both on the battlefield, and in the theatre of the mind. And yes, these poems leap from many voices, so that they might shine varied lights to reveal the darkness. To enter these poems is to enter the multisensorial of a strange new world that somehow divides its mirror into this one, reaching for universal love. Read this book to tune your UnInvented ear.


— Eileen Cleary, author of Child Ward of the Commonwealth (2019) 2 a.m. with Keats (2021)

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