This is a book for all time. Steeped in history and literature, rooted in human ache and epiphany. It’s intelligent and urgent. Inherited and wildly original. Jon D. Lee almost recreates English to tell the story of where we’ve come from—“an ecstasy of suffering” and where we might be going, toward what “re-envisioned grace,” knowing full well that “the end is not the end is not the end.”

—Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, author of The Unfolding and host of The Poetic Path

What kind of poetry do you get when a truly capacious imagination, in tandem with an acutely exacting lyric intelligence, checks and rechecks itself as it bears expanding witness to egregious transgression and widespread suffering? The kind of poetry intensely alert to what Geoffrey Hill has called “the tongue’s atrocities.” The language by turns of phrase aware of its proclivity for pliant collusion with cruelty, and torqued to recoil against it. And in so doing a heartfelt exemplar of honest indignation. In Jon D. Lee’s Eden, the furies and felicities are a steadfast record of poetic vigilance.

—George Kalogeris, author of Winthropos