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In poems born of intense loneliness, grief, anger, and uncertainty at a convergence of apocalypses: a raging pandemic, a worsening climate crisis, and numerous global uprisings, Ally Ang's Let the Moon Wobble asks and seeks to answer the question: What makes the end of the world worth surviving?
Let the Moon Wobble considers multiple speakers' journeys through the COVID-19 pandemic, the climate crisis, and the rise of fascism. With humor, lyricism, and endearing absurdity, Ang uses varied forms and poetic traditions to process feelings of helplessness and uncertainty. These poems ache for connection and lineage in a time of unrelenting isolation, plumbing the depths of grief and rage against the systems and institutions that aim to repress and kill queer people of color.
Coursing through Let the Moon Wobble is the deep desire for wildness, freedom from convention and constraint, and to be seen. The speaker refuses erasure, often taking up so much space that they're impossible to ignore. Ultimately, we arrive at a place of hope and possibility where what's "freshly broken" can give way to blooming. Ang's debut is a testament to the ways queer joy and community can fuel resistance and allow us to imagine radical new ways of being.
"There is a certain rich earnestness and ardor in these poems that a reader cannot help but feel stirred and breathless at times." --Sophie Bebeau, Bear Review
"This debut does not begin this writer's career modestly or on a small scale. Like their Seattle contemporaries, Ang blends humor and absurdity with grief and rage, and as a writer of color, tells on the systems and institutions functioning to repress and kill queer people of color. Ang seeks hope and freedom in these pages and, also like Sycamore's novel, reaches into their community for the fuel they need to keep going." Lit Review Revue - The Stranger
Let the Moon Wobble is the debut poetry collection from Ally Ang, an Asian, Queer writer. Ang's poems gleam with queer pleasure and imagine a future where the freaks and bottom-feeders take center stage. The title comes from the opening line of the first poem, drawing on the lunar phenomenon of 'moon wobble' to evoke a queerness that is messy, off-kilter, and ungovernable. In these poems, Ang embraces the wildness of both nature and self, balancing irreverent joy with sharp critiques of pinkwashing and rainbow capitalism. --Platform
"The emotions in Ang's poems jumped from the line and into my soul. They explore queerness without filter or apology. The poems are radiant." --Debutiful
