The poems in Hotel abc function as ethnographic notes, exposing the fact that we are all under the thumb of circadian rhythm, struggling to negotiate our shared condition. Reporters and hotel guests leave and enter the book, revealing that the face of the beloved is also an icon, that some sounds can only be heard in certain places and that the origins of language are impossible to locate.

Praise for Susan Gevirtz:
“Her poetry moves through passageways of mystery, words weighted with a permanent tension on a background daringly displaced.” –Barbara Guest