Cover Art: “Passing Through Time” ©Eric Falk
Cover Design: Nicky Sinclair
Reviews:
“Persist Onward Through Time” in Blood Tree Literature
Related Essays:
“10 Books of Poetry for Insistence & Resistance” in Electric Lit
“How Writing Poetry Can Freeze Time” in LitHub
“Time Pieces” a lyric essay in The Adroit Journal
“Writing to the End” a craft essay in The Cleaver
Book Notes—a playlist for tic tic tic in Largehearted Boy
Readings & Events
Selected poems online:
“Accidie” The Cortland Review
“Continuum” Terrain.org
“Lookout” One
“Unending” Image
“Fishing” Pinch
“Take Five” One Art
“Forty-Two Days until the Election” Poets Reading the News
“In Search of Eden at the New York Botanical Garden” On the Seawall
“Split Second” The Marrow
“Fish Story” Bracken
My third collection, tic tic tic—out now from Cornerstone!
Praise:
“One can only applaud Heidi Seaborn's spiritual and intellectual acumen. More than testimonial, the poems in tic tic tic bring to our age of volatility and urgent moral questions, a clear-sightedness owed to her Eliotic sense of history and rich literary knowledge. tic tic tic gently and magically reorients our eyes, turns us toward the light of awareness where language is action.”—Major Jackson
“Seaborn beautifully, movingly tracks and enacts an accelerating motion of insight through the inner and outer seasons of these challenging times.” —Arthur Sze
“The poems of tic tic tic syncopate—rising like the wild heartbeats of those who hope.” —Diana Khoi Nguyen
“tic tic tic is moving, tender, and fierce, all at once. Both memoir and protest. The language so clear it's like looking into the pristine waters of a lake filled with memories, laments, praise.” —Catherine Barnett
“Orbiting dynamic questions of faith, grief, and time, these vivid poems grapple with ongoingness and unfinishedness.” —Gabrielle Bates,
“…There is much to love about Seaborn’s tic tic tic, in no small part thanks to the author’s attentive marriage of the human experience to all that occurs around it. Macro and micro examinations of survival amidst chaos become …like a flock of birds in imperfect formation, or listeners to the discordant rhythm of music…individuals reckoning with change and alongside others doing the same.” —Blood Tree Literature