Thanks to The Rumpus for publishing this thoughtful review of Rummage!
Scott Beal writes, “It is in such blurred borders and exceeded singularities that Oputa’s speakers have learned to live. In the book’s closing poem, Oputa writes of eyes worn “like a veil of mourning, pupils in total eclipse: / black open to black: prayer of equilibrium.” Here the source of the poet’s vision can be veiled, eclipsed, yet remain open—her syntax turns occlusion into aperture. And how can a prayer be of equilibrium? We hear it both as a prayer for equilibrium and as a prayer composed from equilibrium, placing us again between fulfillment and desire, and teaching us, as Oputa does throughout her remarkable debut, to live in multiple directions.”