Cleveland Review of Books

Very much admire the ambition of the Cleveland Review of Books; each issue takes a slightly different format and the writing swings for the fences (though sometimes it's veers into academia-infected grad-schoolese). I think each issue gets better than the last. "Cleveland Review of Books, Vol. 3.1: Think cosmic poetry criticism, childhood detective agencies, class-conscious literary proposals, “aesthetic” drugs and aggro drift, Swedish literary stardom, genre-bending experiments. Think translation politics and perpetual obscurity, writing that blisters, poetry’s desires and desired outcomes, thermal surges, aesthetic disruption, digital tokens and debt, chump change, and the feeling that you’ve been here before. Think gulls from the shores of Lake Erie at Edgewater Park making comfort of the star sculpture, a fictional monument of literary criticism."