Nobody Dancing by Cheryl Quimba

“‘The newspapers won’t commit to a headline,” Cheryl Quimba writes. “Is the world ending or beginning?”

Nobody Dancing is a language world of gorgeous sound and perception.

These are poems of intimacy and estrangement, lyric tenderness. Yes, the world is ending and beginning all at once: each line an aubade to one moment, an elegy to another, beautiful lines crafted like flaming phoenixes decaying and renewing, decaying and renewing.

Cheryl Quimba is a wise poet, reporting back on the glorious oddball beauty of being alive.” —Kaia Sand, author of Remember to Wave and interval

“Quimba offers us hope in the form of a beat. Nobody Dancing is a quiet invitation to shake your ass.” —J Hope Stein, Poetry Crush