Overtakelessness
“Daniel Moysaenko forges a razor-sharp balance between the diasporic experience haunted by Ukrainian war stories and the limits of poetic witnessing from a distance. Harnessing poetry’s capacity for intervention and reclamation, Overtakelessness is inquiring, urgent, and intense.”—Valzhyna Mort
as hail, I watch the news on my phone:
A muffled shaky video from Ukraine
like the one shot by my cousin.
A crater
a crater
a crater
a crater
—from “They Began Their Stories ‘When the War Ended’”
In spare lyrics, prose poems, and ravaged blocks of text, Overtakelessness becomes a book of gaps that haunt the spaces between ancient folktales, lost Soviet records, relatives’ failing memories, nationalist misinformation, and the rhythms of Ukrainian speech. Many of these poems are collages mediated by technology, the news coverage of bombings, the photos of soldiers shared on social media, the time delays of Zooming with family—the war experienced firsthand and by smartphone, “its screen a reflective blank, a sky populated by ghosts.” These gaps and rifts argue, finally, that what cannot be held cannot be seized.
Overtakelessness is a moving and extraordinary debut collection.
Upcoming Events
Daniel Moysaenko (OVERTAKELESSNESS) reading with Sarah Ghazal Ali, Thérèse Soukar Chehade, and Nathan Hill as part of the Literary Arts Festival at University of Massachusetts Amherst
Location: Old Chapel. Click here for more details.
Praise
“What happens to storytelling when storytellers are exploded along with their cities? I am grateful to these poems for their refusal to take the easy path of shock value reportage and their willingness to dwell in the silences, and with the silences. Overtakelessness is an important debut.”—Ilya Kaminsky
- “Through a compassionate gaze and precise language, the poet shapes the unspeakable, creating not only a chronicle of a nation’s suffering but a testament to its strength. This is a vital, urgent work that ensures Ukraine’s story is heard in every line, each word a pulse in the larger, undying heart of its people.”—Alberto Ríos