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Nmlct: Poems

Nmlct: Poems

Paperback

General Poetry

Publisher Price: $24.95

ISBN10: 1770418350
ISBN13: 9781770418356
Publisher: Misfit Book
Published: Sep 2 2025
Pages: 88
Weight: 0.25
Height: 0.60 Width: 5.80 Depth: 7.90
Language: English
Poetry that explores our post-truth society, NMLCT holds up a mirror not only to nature, but also to its unnatural distortions and facsimiles. Imagine The Matrix retold by the reanimated cyborg bodies of the Brothers Grimm.

Paul Vermeersch has become more daring and emphatic with every poetry collection, and this book is a blistering mourner's lament: audacious, brutal, compassionate, and darkly ecstatic. 'What on earth, ' he asks, 'has happened here, and when? Who is the astronaut and who is the ape?' -- Stuart Ross, author of The Book of Grief and Hamburgers and The Sky Is a Sky in the Sky

Fables and fairy tales collide with virtual reality, artificial intelligence, and monstrous myths in a world where no one knows what to believe. In his eighth book of poems, Paul Vermeersch responds to the increasing difficulty of knowing what is real and what isn't, what is our genuine experience and what is constructed for us by The Algorithm. In a post-truth society rife with simulations, misinformation, and computer-generated hallucinations, these poems explore the relationship between the synthetic and the authentic as they raise hope for the possibility of escape from MCHNCT (Machine City) to NMLCT (Animal City), where the promise of real life still exists.

All precisely 16 lines long -- identically formed as though mass-produced -- these poems are themselves artificial creations, products of the imagination, sometimes disorienting but always vivid. In NMLCT, Vermeersch gives us his answer to an existence in thrall to the artificial. But it also foretells a different future, one where the air and the grass and the trees, and all the life they engender, might always be genuine and sensed and safe.

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