That ticklish sensation can be a thrill or an irritation. An inflammation of the senses, it reveals itself as a subtle pleasure, or as a demand to scratch the itch. Once bitten, however, the urge is in the bloodstream. The young poets here write directly from a fresh inoculation of passion and introspection. The panel’s old dog, however, who got his bite late in the chase, is still yelping, if not performing new tricks

Paul Swenson, Melissa Sillitoe, Angela Toscano