Here Come the Warm Jets

Here Come the Warm Jets
City Lights Spotlight No. 10

Press Reviews

The Los Angeles Review

"[A] collection that echoes rap music's frank and physical sexuality; and structurally, the tie between Here Come the Warm Jets and the often inconclusive, impressionistic haziness of the best hip-hop is strong … We’re simply seeing the shapes of things through the speaker’s literate mind, and feeling the heft of the world against the speaker’s body. And what a bright, sensuous world it is."––Daniel Peccenino

American Poet

"Though she may be excoriating the system, Warren has fun doing it, however, with a willingness to always go for a dirty joke . . . This dead-pan tone belies the slyly crafted humor of her wordplay, which mashes up multiple registers for comic, sometimes cutting effect . . . Even as Warren's poems dance away from any notion of a fixed self . . . a tender undercurrent runs throughout, and the closing 'Personal Poem'—comprising a series of second-person commands—offers a roundabout glimpse into the poet’s more quotidian inspirations, while offering some sage advice: 'Don’t talk too much about language in mixed company.’"--American Poet

San Francisco Weekly

"The 10th in City Lights' 'Spotlight Series,' poet Alli Warren's first book is anthemic, both wry and full of wonder, colloquial and lyrical and glittering with revelations. [It] upends contemporary syntax for the sake of self-expansion, moving seamlessly between edification and amused, tongue-in-cheek condemnation."--Evan Karp, San Francisco Weekly 


"Warren's first book of poems is highly self-reflective, interestingly interrogative, and a lot of fun. Certainly there is a tip of the hat to the brothel that is consumerism with all of its confusing enticements: "My father sits me down / Son, he says, don’t let them enter / Your mouth / I wrote a narrative / about our collective pain / and went shopping." It’s not a happy collection necessarily (like a child smiling at the thought of going to the circus), but it is exciting (like the ride up the roller coaster before the big fall). And while the tone isn’t existentially grave, the poems are bold. “If when you wake up you can’t stand / to walk around with yr eyes and coffee doesn’t help / take a nap you might wake up distinct.” Taking the title from musician Brian Eno’s classic album, this tenth installment in the City Lights Spotlight series places the reader at the center of time and presents big questions without ever being declarative. Warren is ever contemporary and wonderfully paradoxical"— Mark Eleveld, Booklist

The Poetry Project Newsletter

"Bay Area poet Alli Warren's first book (with a spine), Here Come the Warm Jets, is so good it makes your teeth hurt. It's everything poetry needs to be to save our bacon: unflinchingly honest, transcendent, worldly, provoking, corporeal, iconoclastic, and sometimes funny." -- Alan Bernheimer, The Poetry Project Newsletter, No. 236.

The Disinhibitor

"It seems almost condescending to suggest you need this book as it must be so obvious already to so many people: this one's been anticipated for a long while; that said, I'll risk it anyway: you need this! "-- Michael Cross, The Disinhibitor