I’ve always wanted—perhaps because I grew up in poverty and the absence of what might be considered as beauty, or because I internalized from a young age as a rape survivor my own ugliness and distance from beauty, or because I’ve witnessed the persuasive power of beauty and its ability, nevertheless, to redeem a life—something of my own, finally, to behold and say Wow.

The first time I saw Tree Abraham’s cover for my debut poetry collection, All the Flowers Kneeling, I said Wow.

Wow to Tree and this vision of grandeur and grace.

Wow to my family at Penguin for their patience and persistence.

Wow to understanding, at last, what Emily Dickinson meant about poetry: If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Wow to the top of my head taken off every time I see this cover and think of all that had to be sacrificed and salvaged to get here.

Wow to poetry.

Wow to realizing beauty had been there all along.

Wow to a different kind of beauty.

Wow to redeeming my own life.

Wow to not needing redemption after all.

Wow to the readers who’ll find this book and share it with the people they love.

Wow to the readers who’ll redefine what love and survival and beauty even means.

Wow to the life we choose.

Wow, and thank you.

Wow, and you.

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Read a poem from Tran’s forthcoming collection here.

Paul Tran

Paul Tran

Paul Tran received their BA in history from Brown University and MFA in poetry from Washington University in St. Louis, where they were the chancellor’s graduate fellow and senior poetry fellow. They have been awarded a 2021 Fellowship in Literature from the National Endowment for the Arts, the Ruth Lilly and Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Fellowship from the Poetry Foundation and the Discovery/Boston Review Poetry Prize. Currently a Wallace Stegner fellow at Stanford University, Paul’s work appears in The New Yorker, Poetry, and elsewhere.