This is the End of Days.
This is what we’ve been waiting for always.
I walked over to the Hudson River, heading for Mars.
Each poem of mine is a suicide belt.
I say that to my girlfriend Life.
Peaches Goes It Alone, Frederick Seidel’s newest collection of poems, begins with global warming and ends with Aphrodite. In between is everything. Peaches Goes It Alone presents the sexual and political themes that have long preoccupied Seidel—and thrilled and offended his readers. Lyrical, grotesque, and elegiac, Peaches Goes It Alone adds new music and menace to Seidel’s masterful body of work.
"However maddening and offensive, Seidel’s later work has a dash and élan hard to dislike . . . With a sharp eye for the hypocrisies and dutiful silences of the day, his great virtue is to give voice to thoughts few would say aloud."—William Logan, The New Criteron
"For the past half-century, no American writer has had his finger on the pulse of the zeitgeist quite like Frederick Seidel . . . Seidel’s first post-Trump book, Peaches Goes It Alone (increasingly, Election Day 2016 will be seen as a watershed in contemporary literature), is a breathtaking account of the current zeitgeist, and the pulse Seidel diagnoses is dangerously close to extinguishing itself . . . Peaches Goes It Alone might be the most accomplished collection of poems by Seidel, who must now, at this moment, be considered the greatest living American poet."—Thomas Moody, Medium
"Ever-divisive octogenarian Seidel (Widening Income Inequality) continues to move through the world with the ease of a man of privilege who has been blessed with an enthusiastic mind, all of which is brightly reflected in his latest collection."—Publishers Weekly