Epicanthus

<p>Hiromi Yoshida's second poetry chapbook <em>Epicanthus</em> offers a lyrical panorama of fortune cookies TV dinners Chinese lanterns and Japanese war brides. Such iconic American commodities and handpicked orientalia coexist with Japanese grandmothers Taiwanese fathers and lost-and-found German cousins-unfurling a palimpsest of transpacific Asian | American relocations and dislocations the epicanthus being the arbitrary threshold where the psychodrama of racial identity formation takes place. The hooded eye winks back a coy invitation to the poet's ingeniously reinvented worlds. At once deeply personal and searingly historical these new poems provide unforgettable snapshots of Asian American life.</p><p><br></p><p><br></p>