Rivers, rivers, rivers
poems, Triin Paja
Sarabande Books, 2026
Winner of the Sarabande Books chapbook prize
Salt, crow, let us be recognized by the warnings that turn us to symbol. Triin Paja is a poet of hermetic intimacies whose verse braids us into the miracle sickness of a world so unmoved that it matures early might its lateness give us fields of mothers and fathers looking for parentage. Paja’s chapbook Rivers, rivers, rivers is a heralding of the anti-hereditary that answers answer with the outside tending of death as a hair grown to be studied on an earth of outside losses. Its violent inquiry houses a peace that names the natural after the animal indigenous to occurrence. Left inside of the work, one will not be abandoned.
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