Maya C. Popa is most recently the author of Wound Is the Origin of Wonder. She is the founder of Conscious Writers Collective, an online community for writers. The poetry reviews editor at Publishers Weekly, she lives in New York City.

"In her exquisite third collection, [Maya Popa] explores the charged and subtle spaces between being 'In love' and being left to 'the remainder/ of a life that love had made.' With elegance, sly humor, and a difficult-to-pinpoint tone, somewhere between self-mockery and hope, Popa interrogates the terms, both the rules and the words, that bind lovers . . . these gorgeous lyrics assert that one is 'always at the beginning/ without a watch and no place to be.'"

Maya C. Popa is most recently the author of Wound Is the Origin of Wonder. She is the founder of Conscious Writers Collective, an online community for writers. The poetry reviews editor at Publishers Weekly, she lives in New York City.

"In her exquisite third collection, [Maya Popa] explores the charged and subtle spaces between being 'In love' and being left to 'the remainder/ of a life that love had made.' With elegance, sly humor, and a difficult-to-pinpoint tone, somewhere between self-mockery and hope, Popa interrogates the terms, both the rules and the words, that bind lovers . . . these gorgeous lyrics assert that one is 'always at the beginning/ without a watch and no place to be.'"

Maya C. Popa is most recently the author of Wound Is the Origin of Wonder. She is the founder of Conscious Writers Collective, an online community for writers. The poetry reviews editor at Publishers Weekly, she lives in New York City.

"In her exquisite third collection, [Maya Popa] explores the charged and subtle spaces between being 'In love' and being left to 'the remainder/ of a life that love had made.' With elegance, sly humor, and a difficult-to-pinpoint tone, somewhere between self-mockery and hope, Popa interrogates the terms, both the rules and the words, that bind lovers . . . these gorgeous lyrics assert that one is 'always at the beginning/ without a watch and no place to be.'"