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Paul Ilechko


Paul Ilechko is a British American poet and occasional songwriter who lives with his partner in Lambertville, NJ. His work has appeared in many journals, including The Bennington Review, The Night Heron Barks, Atlanta Review, Permafrost, and Pirene’s Fountain. His book Fragmentation and Volta was published in 2025 by Gnashing Teeth Publishing.

Post Moby is a book about time and possibility. An inventive contemporary perspective on the Moby Dick story. A looking back on the memories that have gathered from lives that are slowly passing and fading. Surrealistic visions provide suggestions as to how life could be different, if we knew how to live better. This book is about real lives that have been lived, real people that have been loved, and in many cases are closing in on an ending. All of this is executed with a level of tonal control that earns those multifarious endings. Dreamscapes may be atmospheric, but they are controlled. Nature is always visible.

ADVANCE PRAISE:

With keen-edged imagery and moments of wide perspective, the poems in Post Moby feel like travelling through lives that include the reader’s own. How else can we be added to the river of history’s literature than to describe us through its themes? Ilechko’s poems with their white space and waterfall visual effect don’t intend to provide any answers to our “origin stories” but with their wisdom and vulnerability, show us our longing for beauty “until the richness of what is / possible becomes inevitable.” 

—Jessica Purdy, author of Lung Hours, the Dryden-Vreeland Book Prize, Gunpowder Press

Paul Ilechko is a poet who surprises. The poems in Post Moby immediately impress with their modernist elegance and sharp observation, but then he writes about something so intimate that you have to stop and read that poem all over again. In “Down Payment,” for example, fishing with his father when he was young, the poet is an “ungrateful wretch / pissing and moaning about the cold and dirt / and the worms which gave me the creeps / and the fish we never caught / unable then to comprehend that merely / being together was all he wanted and needed.” Ilechko dazzles.

George Franklin, author of A Man Made of Stories

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