nds off at a new frequency, tuning keenly to the irreducible particularities of a body living its way into a prophecy only certain ears can hear. Ambitious in sonic play and buzzing with the verve of a private hero's journey, this collection lends gravity to understanding inherited form-the sonnet and one's own corporeal vessel-as a pyre an altar an altered /state. SWALLOW permits nonlinear passage into the choose-your-own-adventure of dismantling so many false dichotomies-noun vs. verb and sound vs. silence, among them-and Rush proves a skilled captain on all counts. - Meg Day