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In Forget about Sleep by Miriam Levine, I found a collection suffused with the varied emotions and questions that come from a lifetime of memories—about childhood friends, adolescent romance, desire, pain, aging parents, parents of friends—about community and its relationship to the beautiful if indifferent natural world that nonetheless remains ever- open to meaning. Ultimately, the poems here trace the exquisite struggle to make meaning. Expansive and profound, Forget about Sleep is a triumph.
—José Antonio Rodríguez
The last line of the first poem in Miriam Levine's new book, Forget about Sleep, says it all: "we're not done with love." The poem's title, "Deeper, Darker" sets the context for this love. It happens in the midst of much loss. But happens it does, thanks to Levine's deep attention to the sensuous details of this world which guide her again and again back into the heart of love. There is something timeless about these poems; as if they could have been written a thousand years ago by someone who saw deeply into the world as it truly is. And yet, they were written now and speak urgently to our current moment. What more can we ask of a book of poetry?
—Jim Moore
Miriam Levine's Forget about Sleep is a love letter to our world, an ode to memory and all she has wistfully stored. "Such terrible things in this world," it's true, and yet Levine holds on to all that is bright—daffodils, Zebra longwings, victory gardens, the moon, and the sea. Celebratory, clear-eyed, meditative, Levine's poems are mature and honest renderings on our humanness.
—Denise Duhamel
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