Paige Lewis


Paige Lewis is the author of Space Struck (Sarabande Books, 2019). Their poems have appeared in Poetry, American Poetry Review, Ploughshares, Best New Poets 2017, Gulf Coast, The Massachusetts Review, The Georgia Review, The Iowa Review, Poetry Northwest, Ninth Letter, and elsewhere. Paige currently lives and teaches in Iowa City.

I’m Not Faking My Astonishment, Honest

Looking out over the cliff, we’re overwhelmed

by a sky that seems to heap danger upon us. We

end up staring at a single white fluff in the air—

feather, fur, dandelion puff—we don’t care

to define it. The relief of having something

to focus our attention. At home, our patio furniture

unscrews itself under the usual sun. On this trip—

well, I’m not any sadder, I just have more space

for my sadness to fill. I don’t want to give

particulars. A woman huffing up the trail behind

us says to her hiking partner, It wasn’t my size,

but it was only 9 dollars. And now all I want

is to see what it is. The future refuses

to happen, so where else should I turn?





Literary Movements:


Anthology Years:



Mental Health

Literary Devices:


the absence of a conjunction (for, and, nor, but, or, yet, so…) between phrases and within a sentence


conversation between two or more people as a feature of a book, play, or movie

Rhetorical Question

a question asked for effect, not necessarily to be answered


A poem with fourteen lines that traditionally uses a fixed rhyme scheme and meter.