I Wait for the Halfway Echo

The way my want feasts my body, conquers it

I Wait for the Halfway Echo fixes, with startling poise and clarity of vision, the experience of desire as both a pulsion through the physical body and a force that traverses day-to-day existence, elevating quotidian experiences of pleasure and pain into a cosmic realm that exceeds the human.

From heated dalliances in dark alleys to dry and crusty drug comedowns, from the ever-wanting excitement of the flesh to blood-stained fingernails clawing through the burning Outback, Laura Cannon’s debut poetry collection is an exhilarating treatise on the self’s relationship with its own wanting.

Boldly experimental in form and immediately arresting in imagery, Cannon’s verse explores our sexual desires, our grief, our pain and our pleasure. Ultimately, it asks if desire is an act of our own creation, or something through which we make ourselves.